My dream vacation
For months now I’ve dreamt of taking Oscar back to Vietnam (not for good, of course, just for a visit). I want to do this fairly soon – like next spring. This means, of course, that my desire to take him back there really isn’t about developing in him an appreciation of his birth country. I guess it’s about me. We saw some great places when we were in Vietnam earlier this year, but I don’t think I really enjoyed our experience at all. While I loved meeting the different people we encountered, the experience itself was marred by the constant worry that I was not going to get visa approval and would have to spend at least a couple of years living in exile.
So many people talk about taking their internationally adopted kids back to their birth countries when they’re anywhere from 10-14 years old. If possible, I’d love to take Oscar back every few years. I want to avoid putting too much importance or significance on one birth country visit. I think that’s just too much for a pre-teen to shoulder.
But I do have to wonder if taking a toddler to Vietnam is crazy. He’d do fine once we were there, I’m sure. The people there so adore children. It’s one of the things I marvelled about during our stay, and still love about the country. I am fairly afraid of the flight, though. Oscar did not do well on the flight from Taiwan to San Francisco. I fear that now that he’s mobile he’d do even more poorly. So, this is what I’ve been day-dreaming about lately. Finding a way to return to the country where I spent two months dreaming on a daily basis for a visa that would allow us to leave. Go figure.

