Chronologically Challenged

So, it's 2:30 a.m. May 10 in Singapore and I am asleep (after a very nice dinner with one of the guesthouse owners here and Lauren and Faye) when I hear voices outside more door with lots of commotion. I thought somebody had come in on a very late flight because I KNEW that the students would arrive the next evening as they had all written in my planning book, May 10 11:55 p.m., Flight 803 United Airlines, Terminal 1. Wrong! It was them!

After the commotion is over, everyone in the place awake, and I finally wake up everybody realizes they gave me the wrong arrival day! I didn't know whether to hug them or kill them and get it over with. Parents will be pleased to know that no one was injured, no bumps, bruises, or contusions. Everybody is well.

So, we decided to stay up (no room at the proverbial inn) although I think Katherine Decker and Camille Miles are in my bed sleeping. The rest of us found an all night Chinese place to wait out the wee hours. As I write, it is now 5:31 a.m. on May 10th a mere 18 hours before their stated arrival time. Grrrrrrrr and %$#*!^% to you this fine morning! Love 'em though, just love 'em.

Started raining while we were out, a bit damp but ok. We'll get coffee later this a.m. I think the group wants to go to the beach at Sentosa Island.