Okay, so after about 2 days of being here, I finally have the strength to sit and write on the blog. Phew - 30 hours of straight travelling is, well - dreadful! We felt pretty awful when we first arrived. I think Caden felt the best because he seemed to sleep pretty well on the plane, and since he could put his feet up, he was the only one that didn't have incredibly swollen feet and ankles.
Now that we're here - let's just say, as we expected, Malaysia is SO DIFFERENT from home. That's what we signed up for, right? Haha. The hotel is beautiful with a wonderful pool. The down side is just how much we have to get done in a few days. Today we met our live-in nanny (called an Amah). Her name is Julie. We did immigration and contract stuff with her. We also went to set up a bank account (in an old looking part of town - the kind of part that looks just like many Asian streets seen on The Amazing Race). Speaking of Malaysian streets - holy motorbikes weaving in and out of traffic! Jeez! I can't believe there isn't a higher death rate (whole families - yes small children - riding on the bikes too! - YIKES).
Today is also packed with meeting with the relocation company and looking at housing with the realtor. Unfortunately, Caden couldn't handle more than the bank and seeing our new school, so Ron and I had to split up. Caden and I took a taxi back to the hotel (taxi driver had some weird music on), and Ron is going to look at housing and take LOTS of pictures to show me. A bit of a bummer I can't go, but hey, he can narrow down choices, and any he likes, we can go back.
Anyway, we haven't had much time to do anything really cool. We have walked to and had dinner at the Petronas Towers twice. That is a HUGE and BUSY place. It has a gigantic mall along the bottom of the two towers - many American and British stores, so not too exciting really. Our next adventure will be to get some food at a hawker stall. But first, I think we all need to start feeling normal before trying anything too different.
Oh - I almost forgot. The very first toilet I used when getting off the plane in Kuala Lumpur was a squatty potty! Oh man. Yes, I squatted down into a hole in the floor. Not fun - especially while pregnant. I found out, after using that one, that many restrooms here have BOTH squatty and western toilets, so I learned (the hard way) to just look into the stalls until I find a western toilet! Sheesh.