We are in Guatemala City

Two plane rides later....We are finally here. Our room is on the corner of the building and it looks out into the street below. We have met Bobby and Dawn, the EAC people who are here in Guatemala to help us out. Al went down to check out the EAC Hospitality Room. He says "It's laid out." He brought back some bottled water and he is going to make me drink some in a few minutes. We are in Room 805, so we are really close to the EAC suite, so if we need anything, they aren't too far away. Al even managed to set the computer up for me, so I could type this.
Our flight to Houston was interesting. We were originally seated behind one another on the plane, but the lady asked if we would prefer to sit together, which we did, so she reassigned us to the very last row with an empty seat in between. This sounds like a perfect situation, except Al chose the aisle seat, which was located right next to the bathroom. People kept bumping into him constantly! He was not loving that leg of the plane ride. That and the snack on the plane was a bowl of bran flakes, a banana, and milk
Then, we switched planes in Houston to come to Guatemala. There was a big mission trip on the plane with us. They are going three hours north of the city to provide dental and medical care. The people were really nice and Al took a group picture of them. The plane ride was better this time around, no knee bumping for Al. We had an egg and cheese biscuit, a banana (Continental must get a good price on them), a banana muffin, and strawberry and banana yogurt. (Meg, guess who spilled that!) On that leg of the journey, they gave us free headphones and Al and I watched August Rush. It's adoption related and made Al tear up.
The airport in Guatemala was very festive with Guatemalan music and lots of rehab work going on. We found the EAC sign without trouble and stood with the wife of the Juan Carlos. (Juan Carlos was who we were told to look for.) So when Juan Carlos pulled the van up and jumped out to help us with our bags, I thought he was one of the many, many people trying to let them "help" us. I very firmly in my best teacher voice, said "No, I have the bag." His wife began laughing at me. I am sure that we seemed very funny to her. Al was asking questions like "Is this a one way street?", "Where is the embassy?". This was after he asked the poor flight crew on the way from Cleveland all about what they could recommend about flying with a baby.
We are here. We appreciate all the well wishes for us on this adventure!
Wendy and Al