First day in Xian China

I flew from Salt Lake City to Los Angelos, to Korea and then from Korea to Xian, China. I spent at least one hour in the airport waiting to be taken to the orphanage, but no one came for me. I waited until I got the courage to go to the police and ask for help. Unfortunately, they did not speak English. We found one Chinese that could translate to them what I was trying to tell them and finally, she understood when I said, Starfish Foster home Foundation. She had remembered this from the news and told the police she could help me. They took me to the office. I waited as they tried to find the address to the orphanage. As I waited, I tried very hard to be calm and began telling myself "at least it's not a life threatening situation". Finally they knew where to take me. I had thought they would take me in their police car, but they exchanged my money into Chinese money and they put me into a taxi cab instead. I tried even harder not to cry while hoping he knew where to take me. He stopped at a gas station for a few minutes and so I felt even worse that it would take longer than I thought it would to get there. We drove up to a large side walk that led into a deep tunnel of small shops that sold toys, food and other odd Chinese things. At the end of the tunnel was a gate, but I couldn't see through it very well, all I saw through that gate was green, perhaps trees and bushes, but there was a lot of it. The taxi driver got out of the car and pulled out my bags. I payed him. When he got out back into the car, I began to panic again. I assumed he was leaving me to find this orphanage by myself, but still, I knew some how, I would be perfectly fine at the end of the day. Fortunately, all he was doing was parking in a better area and he began to wait with me. A couple of minutes later, A short, skinny Chinese woman revealed herself when she walked out of the shadows from the tunnel and walked towards us. She had a long pretty face with beautiful mysterious eyes, but she looked worn out and I realized, this was one of the nannies I would be going with to the orphanage building. My heart began to beat slower and slower. I said zai jian and xie xie to the taxi driver. The woman escorted me through the dark tunnel to the gate. A nice gentlemen in uniform unlocked the gate and held it open as we passed through the squeaky door. I looked down at my bags to make sure I would not get them stuck as I passed him, but when I looked up at the wide open gardens of green, I pictured how my first real adventure was going to be, I found exactly what I was looking for, my adventure home. I could hear birds and though the heat was unbearable, their was a moist smell I longed to smell my whole life. This was what I thought a rain forest would smell like. The nanny and I walked up a steep path up to the tall apartment buildings and I finally arrived. I met an English speaking Chinese woman. Her name was Helen and this was her last day working in the orphanage, but she was fortunately here to help me get settled. She introduced me to a girl named Kelsey. Later I learned she was from Utah also and I would be sharing a room with her. I set my bags down in a room that was newly painted orange and had a very beautiful window that let in natural sun light. I took a shower. I walked through the room full of babies that I hardly realized were there at the time because of the lack of sleep. I plopped right on the large cushioned bed and slept through the whole night.
This was my first day in Xian, but the next morning I would wake up to a wonderful new day and I would meet the orphans for the very first time.