The Trial: The Nepali Translation

Sorry I've not posted. Each day I hope for good news to write but there is none yet. We have fallen into a Nepali beauracratic black hole. WE have not made any progress in our adoption. The people who arrived with us have all finished and most have left to go home.

What is the problem you may ask. Well, for a week we have been told there is no problem. That our file will be signed. It was a technical error that it was not signed and they will sign. They want to sign we are told but they do not. Everyday we are told the same thing. They want to sign the file, they will sign the file but they have not signed the file. It is maddening. Finally we have been in contact with the US Embassy and they believe they can and will resolve the issue.

For the most part we have been stuck at the hotel waiting for phone calls. Unable to travel anywhere really. It is a lovely hotel with a nice garden but has become our prison in a sense. We are coping as well as to be expected. Living in one room with your family is not easy. When in the room we watch Nick jr. Ben does not seem to mind that the same show comes on in English, then Nepali and then sometimes in Japanese. We've seen alot of British children's programming and I can only say it explains a lot about their national psyche. Very disturbing stuff. I have to admit I'm really missing Spongebob. He only comes on once a day here, while some boring Japanese character is on like 6 times a day. I'm going to write to their program director.

WE find joy in small things. Such as tonight we talked about all the uses we had for the small piece of aluminum foil we had saved. Mark thought we could build a house with it. It is amazing all the uses we can find for empty water bottles. Really why do we throw them away in the US when they make such great toys. There are a thousand games you can play with them. Well until you begin to bang on the table and your sister.

Sarina has learned to say bye-bye and up but still no Mommy. Although today she farted, which always means a diaper change, and she lifted her arms and ran right to me. I told her to go to Daddy who's name she says all day.

WE miss you all and hopefully we will have good news tomorrow. Which will be yesterday for you I think. I"m not sure anymore. I'm so confused. Anyway the Embassy is on the case and we can understand what they are saying. So at least we have that going for us even if we don't like what they say.