Many, many moons ago, I wrote about my impending China Day last fall (read about it here). Around the same time, the
possibility of me returning to the US to attend a cousin’s wedding presented
itself. I had a home-leave plane ticket that I didn’t use this summer, a
national Chinese holiday was coming up (no school for the girls and Jamie was
off of work), and by having a crazy double-cousin thing (my mom’s brother
married my dad’s sister), which meant I would see family from both sides at my
cousin’s wedding, it was too perfect to miss.
I floated the idea past Jamie about two weeks before the wedding,
he gave me the go-ahead on a Wednesday, we booked my ticket on a Friday and I
flew out the following Wednesday. After
10 months, I was going to Illinois (alone)!!
I texted Jamie as I was waiting to board my flight in Shanghai...
“I know I’m in the right place, I’m surrounded by middle-aged business
men”. It was very crazy going from being
surrounded by Chinese conversations, to waiting to board a plane and suddenly
being able to understand almost every conversation around me.
I was looking forward to sleeping on the plane and maybe catching
a movie. The only problem was, I really
wasn’t familiar with any of the movies playing...first clue that I was a little
out-of-the loop! Thankfully, I do try to
do “extensive” research on American culture through my frequent reading
of People magazine (hey, a girl has
to have a few vices!) and I had at least heard of Rock of Ages. So, as we sat
on the tarmac for 1-1/2 hours, I was able to watch my first movie. Half-way through the flight, the off-duty
pilot sitting in my row by the window seat got up to move to the cockpit, so I had three
seats to myself (I know, I could hardly believe it myself!) I curled up and slept like a baby.
The landing was smooth and I felt pretty refreshed when I got off
the plane. I was looking forward to
“Welcome home” from the immigration officer (like we had heard at
Christmas-time). Instead, in a very
straight face, he asked me why I was in China, “because I live there,” why are
you there, “because my husband works there”....and then a very looooong pause
as he is processing my paperwork. I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut and bluttered
out, “And I just shop”. He never cracked
a smile, but I did see the left-side of his mouth make an upward twitch! He let
me through, thankfully.
The plan was for me to rent a car at O’Hare airport and make my
way to Joliet to spend the night in a hotel.
Again, controlling my tongue was a problem because I really, really
wanted to announce to everyone at the Enterprise that “I haven’t driven a car
in 10 months,” but I was afraid that they would take my car keys back! The second time I felt out-of-the loop was
when I was trying to start the car...I had only been gone 10 months, not 10
years and somehow my car had no keys, just a key fab. Had things changed that much?! An Enterprise lady in the parking lot walked
by and asked if I was okay. I admit to being too proud to admit that I had no
idea how to start my rental car.
Eventually, I got it all figured out and made my way to the exit.
My friend Julie's cutie-pie girls. I got to go and have lunch at the local elementary school with them. |
I don’t know if I can adequately explain the sensory overload I
felt driving in Chicago. I went from a
country where it is easy to block out the conversations I don’t understand, the
billboards I can’t read, and the songs I don’t know the words to and then,
BAM!, right into Chicago rush-hour traffic.
The lights! The noises!! The WORDS!!!
It was almost too much, but I reigned myself in and made it to
Joliet. I was also overwhelmed with the
feeling of driving a car. It’s so big
and has so much power behind it (I don’t remember having these same feelings
when I was 15!).
As I was checking in to the hotel I asked the clerk about dining
options. I could see a McDonald’s down
the street, but since that was the last meal I had in China, I wanted to
explore my other options. The woman was
filling me in, but I decided to cut to the chase, “Do you have an Arby’s in
town?”
She had good news for me, they did! On the way to Arby’s I spotted a Wal-Mart and
decided I should jump into American culture with both feet, or maybe I should
say with my sweatpants laden legs.
What’s up with all the sweat pants and pajama bottoms in America?
As I was wandering around Wal-Mart (is there any other way to
shop there?), I received a surprise call from my friend Cathy who had recently
re-patriated (meaning, she moved back) to the US. I enjoyed chatting with her and I grabbed
things for Halloween to take back with me to China. Just because it is made in China doesn’t mean
that it is easy to find here! And, I
don’t ever want to hear about how narrow the aisles are or how busy the store
is...please read my post at the Wuxi flea market about my experiences!
I made it out of Wal-Mart (and including the next day, I shopped
at three different Wal-Marts within a 12 hour period) and successfully went
through the Arby’s drive-through. My
relaxing evening included munching on a roast beef sandwich and watching a
ground-breaking must-see show called, “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo With that, I
had to end my evening!
Another culinary must-have was a good doughnut...China just cannot
do that right (or at least I haven’t found it yet). So the next morning I crossed that to-do off
my list, cranked up the podcasts and headed to Washington. The first place I drove by was our house
(which is being rented and looked great!) and then I headed up to the
Washington square to buy a few hair bows and headbands for Christmas
presents. The store that I usually
frequent was no longer there (how dare things change while I’m gone!) and
walked a few stores down instead. As I
was chatting with the woman, China came up in conversation and she said she
knew a family that just moved to China.
Hmmm, I started asking a few questions and yes, it’s a family that just
moved into our building!
My beautiful niece Ali who drove 2 hours to spend the afternoon with me while I drove around doing errands. |
I moved on to the local coffee house and picked up some of
Jamie’s favorite coffee and chatted with the owner. I’m so glad that she was there and we could
catch up! Then I was off to East Peoria
to meet a friend for lunch. Since I was
going to arrive a little early, my friend Cara (yes, there are a lot of C/Karas
in my life) suggested I visit a shop down the way from Panera. Little did we know we would have our reunion
“moment” in the shop. I cannot imagine
what the women there were thinking as they watched us cry and hug, but they
were so gracious and suggested we sit down on their couch so we could extend
our “moment.”
It's hard to see, but the leaves were just starting to turn and the drive crossing the river was beautiful. |
I had so many other highlights of my trip: surprising the women
at our church ladies night. It was a
Pinterest-inspired night, how could I not go? Spending a day shopping with
another friend and helping her overcome her fear of The Buckle! Seeing my grandparents, aunts & uncles,
cousins and their wives over the weekend and even making it out to my
grandparents’ farm. Jamie’s cousin
Jennifer got up well before 6 am so she could drive to Springfield to have
breakfast with me before the wedding and I always enjoy our time together
(we’re both future adoptive mamas and we have a lot to talk about). I had dinner with friends at Biaggi’s and the
night went too quickly, hanging out at my friend Julie’s house just like we
always did...sitting on the floor with kids running around, lunch at the
elementary school to see Julie’s oldest daughter, an afternoon with Jamie’s
niece finishing up last-minute shopping, meeting up with “China Grandma”
(Cathy, my friend from China now back in Illinois) at a McDonald’s and a few
nights crashing at my friend Shanna’s house.
It was so short, but so perfect.
My friends and I kept commenting on how “normal” everything felt and to
me that is the biggest compliment and blessing.
Our friendship can span half the globe and when we get back together
pick up right where we left off. I also
experienced overwhelming gratitude to my friends’ husbands who willingly
watched children, took off work and made other heroic efforts to give their
wives and me time together.
Some hugs from my friend Shanna |
A little love from my friend Julie |
I ended the trip at the Peoria airport at 4 am to catch my flight
back to Chicago and then to Shanghai.
But...I was fulfilling my promise to my girls to bring back some
grandparents! More on that trip in the future.
Joliet not only has an Arby's, but it is also the home to one of the few remaining Rax restaurants. I'm sorry to hear you missed such an opportunity.
ReplyDeleteAt least it was there last time I visited...you know things change and it's been a year for me.