We're finally here! It is hard to believe that it is officially "time"--time to go to Thailand for the delivery of Baby Dean! I still have a few weeks till my due date, but the airlines have strict rules for how late in your pregnancy you can take an international flight--rules which apparently we were pushing from the attitude of the airline employees yesterday!
Last year, when my good friends the Greene's traveled to Thailand to give birth to their little boy Zeb, the airline almost didn't let them on board because, though they had a letter from their doctor saying Alisa Greene was perfectly healthy to fly, they didn't have the exact medical form from the airline! So this year, I made sure I had the required form (which had basically NO relevance to a pregnant passenger--sample questions: is the patient contagious or pose a risk to other passengers? Does patient require medication that he or she cannot administer herself? etc.) as well as a letter from my doctor in both English and Chinese giving me permission to fly. The airline's official policy was that you can fly up to 36 weeks pregnant as long as you have the medical form. Well, I am not sure if the airline employees at the airport were aware of this policy. They saw me and were immediately concerned, so I handed them all my documents which I was sure would be enough! They barely looked at them, and instead just discussed what a bad idea it was to let me on the plane. Finally, a man who seemed to be in charge asked me--how far along in your pregnancy will you be when you come back? (They hadn't looked at my itinerary either, apparently). I said I would deliver the baby in Thailand, so I wouldn't be pregnant when I came back. This was apparently the core issue, because as soon I said that he gave me permission to get on the plane and they started printing our boarding passes!
The only other interesting thing that happened on our trip yesterday was a luggage mix-up when we arrived here in Chiang Mai. At the baggage claim, 2 of our three bags came out together fairly early. Finally, our third bag--a bright red Dockers brand suitcase arrived. David opened it because he had been trying to remember all day if he'd brought his flip-flops, and he immediately said, "This isn't our bag!" I said, "Impossible! What do you mean?" But he let me look inside and sure enough--that wasn't our stuff! The suitcase was IDENTICAL to ours! There were no more bags coming off the belt, so we knew someone must have mistakenly taken our bag, and now we had theirs! I started talking to an airport employee about what had happened, and David had the brilliant idea to go out and see if he could find the people with our bag! Thankfully, they had not yet left the airport and David was able to find them! They were confused at first, but then opened the bag in question and made the same discovery we did--they had the wrong bag!! After that, they were very friendly and asked for our help in finding a place to stay that night. It was an American man with his Chinese wife and daughter, and another Chinese relative. We told them where we were staying and that we were paying about $30 US a night, which we considered pretty cheap. They thought that was WAY too expensive, and told us they only wanted to pay $3 US a night. David and I have traveled enough in Thailand to know that such prices do not exist--you MIGHT be able to get a bunk at a hostel for $15 a night, but $3 is totally ridiculous, so we bid them farewell and good luck on finding their "budget" hotel!
All in all, the trip went pretty smoothly, and we are glad to have arrived!
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