Checking in at an airport with sixty people is pure misery. We all boarded the flight with one minute to spare...it was crazy. In the chaos I left my backpack in the bathroom (got it back) and forgot to give my Cacique to someone checking luggage; security will be digging it out of the garbage at the end of their shift I’m sure. Sigh.
But soon we were in the air and had an uneventful flight to Dallas.
Uneventful until landing in Dallas. Someone left their bag on the plane so I sat in customs with her waiting for it to be found and battling with TSA while they sent a “specialist” to assess the safety of her medical equipment. Good lord.
Overall the trip was great. Kids were...kids. I got to see and do a lot in Costa Rica and I got to hang out with some cool chaperones.
- Seven (7) days
- Two countries (one new)
- Four (4) flights
- 5,859 miles
- 60,107 views of this blog
- One book
See you again my friends!