Early this morning though we had front row seats to a multi-alarm fire at the building directly across from our hotel. I finally captured one of the trains going by on the elevated track and then the family rescuing what possessions they could from their home after the firemen left.
This afternoon we got to spend a few minutes at the ER with our son. Fortunately the hospital is only about 200 yards away, across a major street and then two buildings down from our hotel. We walked into the ER, got registered, handed over his Taiwan health card to the cashier, met with the pediatrician ER doctor, got diagnosis, another appointment, medicine and out in about 30 minutes for $12.50. I sure would like to bring that ER home with us.
Our son has impacted wax and they could not even see his ear drum so we go to a specialist on Monday, to see if he can fly without pain. We do not want him hurting or miserable for the 11 hour flight to San Francisco.
After lunch and medicine we went for a walk, first to the flower market which is underneath a rapid rail line and stretched for a couple of blocks. It was rather large but hot in places under the bridge. Next we visited a large city park – Daan Forest Park where the children could play on various things.
Then back in our room, our son, decided to dress in his native garb. While trying to speak with him, chatter back to him since we hardly understand one another, I happened upon a word that I said off the cuff to him – banzai! He loves it and just laughs with delight upon hearing it and giggles and cries out Banzai! Banzai! With great glee!