Thursday, Valerie and I visited the hospital where we will have the baby. The facilities were wonderful (meaning very western). The doctor was very nice and was able to answer all of our questions. It was very sad to read the sign above. It reminds us of how people have used the ultrasounds to decide whether or not they would have an abortion (a major point of discussion right now, in the US Congress). People want boys for many different reasons, but most having to do with rel!gious beliefs. We are planning to have a 4D ultrasound, next month. (of course, not to determine the sex, just because we're curious to see what he/she looks like)

After the doctor's visit, Valerie wanted to go somewhere to get a burger. (This is one of the very few times she has mentioned anything about cravings. I think I have them more than her!) The auto driver spoke very little English, so as I attempted to communicate that we wanted to go to Museum Road, he took me to a museum...on some road. As we drove around, Valerie noticed a wonderfully familiar sign of a Hard Rock Cafe (unfortunately converted from a former B!ble tract society)! We'd heard some shaky reviews of this place so we were excited, but mainly for the ambiance. But...IT WAS AWESOME! The food above tasted even better than the pictures allow. And we got to see the Mick Jagger outfit (along with many other items of paraphernalia)...a fun atmosphere!

We had another okay week of language. In some respects, it's getting much easier, in other respects, it's getting much more difficult. "Nanage SIM card beeku"..."I want a SIM card" was used yesterday and understood excitingly well. The kids are adjusting better and better all the time. The girls have made several friends. We remember this well as our doorbell rings frequently in the evening. The boys are enjoying the attempts at cricket.