While in Petaling Jaya, we did some sight seeing in the city, visited the university where Charles has been working, and have met many friends of Charles and Jo’s. I am amazed at how many people they know from all over the world, and how far people travel to visit them. I’ve had conversations with people from India, Malaysia, and even Colorado. You heard me right. It turns out, Jo’s housemate from the peace corps in Malaysia is now living in my birthplace, Colorado Springs, right down the street from my grandma. Crazy.
We visited the medical clinic where Andy’s sister, Sarah, was born. This is a little clinic wedged in between restaurants and other businesses. After that visit, I have decided that my mother-in-law is one of the bravest women I know. I don’t know what makes a woman, who has given birth in the comfort of a hospital in the United States, be perfectly content delivering in a small local clinic in Malaysia. Then again, I am a woman who likes to have the most modern medicine available to keep me in the least amount of pain possible during labor. And when I don’t have time to receive that modern medicine, I kick and scream and say bad words. Therefore, I have the utmost respect for Jo.
We ate Indian food at a restaurant next to the clinic and drove around more of the city. The day ended the way most days have here; the kids getting drenched, running around outside in the rain. Always a great way to end a day.
*Some of the formatting and photos are a little funky since I’m writing from devices other than my computer.
