sleeping in a bed, showering with hot non-canal fed water, not needing
constant mosquito spray, and being able to flush toilet paper, or
flush at all for that matter. We are so blessed here in the US.
We headed to Cibao International Airport, had lunch, and headed to
Panama. As the group was boarding, except me (I was near the front,
they were in the back), I wandered over to the window that overlooked
the airfield. I spotted a gecko, clinging to the window above the
enterance. See picture! Aside from the tarantula, he was the only
other critter I saw in the DR that we don't have at home.
The flights home were long and exhausting, compounded by nausea and
the smell of food in a compact space. I watched "The Blind Side,"
which was awesome.
We got into LAX a half hour late, and pressed on through Customs and
Immigration. The agent who processed me was friendly and smiling, but
he was definitely in the minority as smiling goes. All the others had
crabby and rude agents; one of them was really mean to Kelly. Really,
dude, she's 13. Be the adult.
We grabbed our bags, caught a reimbursable (yay!) 1.5 mile $17.50 cab
ride to our super beautiful Hilton Garden Inn, and zonked out. It's
Sunday now, and I'm blogging from bed. I'm flying home this afternoon,
with laundry and plenty of good memories!
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