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beijing baby

We're thinking more and more of going to Beijing to have baby kumquat. We've been asking for peace about staying here in Xi'an and neither of us have that yet. Yesterday, Friday, we met with a couple from our school for lunch who just had their 1st child at Beijing United Hospital. All the staff speaks English and if they're not foreigners they've been trained internationally. They had a very positive experience and highly recommend the hospital. From what they said it sounds like a VERY nice hospital. You have your own room, the husband has a pullout bed in the room, they do the candlelight steak dinner, and they have all the modern delivery equipment.

We also talked a couple days ago with our Asian boss and he told us that living expenses and travel would be covered for us. So, that's a relief because being in Beijing for over a month would be very expensive.

We'd need to find an apartment to stay at because a hotel for a month just wouldn't cut it. I'd go insane. There's a place we've heard of called Ambassador Mansion which is apartments that are often used by folks like us delivering in Beijing but we don't have much info on them. Our friends from school did tell us that the Mansion is just around the corner from the hospital and they know of people who liked it there. So, we're working on getting a phone number for them.

Maybe the best part of delivering in Beijing would be the TGIFridays which is in the same area as the hospital. Unfortunately, that's not covered in our living expenses.

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