That was a little mean of me. I know there are loving and concerned friends out there and I left you hanging. Well, as my friends here say, Welcome to China. <G>
I began my first morning unpacking in my hotel room and then joining the group for a feast of a lunch. In the afternoon, we visited the exhibition venue and I saw the empty walls where my quilts should have gone. Lin Hsin-Chen and I agreed we would hang our quilts at the same time, if mine ever arrived. We returned to the hotel to an amazing dinner - yet again, an endless array of incredible dishes and great camaraderie with the CFCA dignitaries, their staff and the artists. Then a bunch of us went back to the venue. People looked nervous as they spoke on their cell phones with staff who had driven the lengthy drive back to the airport to see if my missing bag had turned up.
I was feeling pretty disheartened. It was now almost midnight, and no baggage in sight. And then whoosh! In walked Li Weh with a triumphant grin and my bag of quilts. We unfurled all ten of them and began hanging. Hsin-Chen and her husband refused to go back to the hotel and insisted on helping me sew sleeves on the last two (a guilty admission I do not make easily) and hanging them. The staff and Mr. Kane were amazing and supportive and in no time at all, the quilts were up! ..
The next day the exhibition opened and I will let some pictures tell the story, because I have a hundred I could post with all the photo ops there were .... but I think you can tell I was one very relieved, very happy camper. And the day was nothing short of a rock-star-status super high.