I will apologize in advance as this trip report will have to come in stages. Still trying to play catch up here at home.
Feb. 17
My plan was to stay overnight in Detroit so I could easily catch the EARLY 7 am plane out to Miami. With the best of intentions, I went into the hotel's bar/restaurant to order dinner to take to my room. While waiting for my order, I struck up a conversation with a gentleman at the bar, only to find out he was married to a Dominican! Well, I guess you know we blabbed and blabbed and drank and drank until I staggered to bed (I really don't know what time).
Unfortunately, the wake up calls they do now are not what I am used to receiving. The phone rings with no voice on the other end. I must have answered the phone and then placed it on the nightstand as no one was on the other end. Consequently, I awoke to sunshine, telling me immediately that I had screwed up! S@*#t!
I quickly packed my bags, headed for the airport (with my head still swimming) and pleaded with the airport lady to help me get to Puerto Plata ASAP. She must have took pity on me and did not charge me for the changed ticket, but did inform me that I would not be arriving in Puerto Plata that day. She routed me from Detroit to Chicago to Miami, where I would have to stay overnight and take the next plane out on the 19th. Damn! I lost a whole day in the DR plus the added expense of a hotel room. Oh well, I guess I learned that lesson and won't be doing anymore early flights.
Not much of worthy note on my trek to Miami, other than meeting some nice gentlemen on the plane who assisted me with my luggage and getting me to the correct terminal on time. Miami was very warm, sticky and smelly. Not my cup of tea.
I will report more later.
Tondra
Feb. 17
My plan was to stay overnight in Detroit so I could easily catch the EARLY 7 am plane out to Miami. With the best of intentions, I went into the hotel's bar/restaurant to order dinner to take to my room. While waiting for my order, I struck up a conversation with a gentleman at the bar, only to find out he was married to a Dominican! Well, I guess you know we blabbed and blabbed and drank and drank until I staggered to bed (I really don't know what time).
Unfortunately, the wake up calls they do now are not what I am used to receiving. The phone rings with no voice on the other end. I must have answered the phone and then placed it on the nightstand as no one was on the other end. Consequently, I awoke to sunshine, telling me immediately that I had screwed up! S@*#t!
I quickly packed my bags, headed for the airport (with my head still swimming) and pleaded with the airport lady to help me get to Puerto Plata ASAP. She must have took pity on me and did not charge me for the changed ticket, but did inform me that I would not be arriving in Puerto Plata that day. She routed me from Detroit to Chicago to Miami, where I would have to stay overnight and take the next plane out on the 19th. Damn! I lost a whole day in the DR plus the added expense of a hotel room. Oh well, I guess I learned that lesson and won't be doing anymore early flights.
Not much of worthy note on my trek to Miami, other than meeting some nice gentlemen on the plane who assisted me with my luggage and getting me to the correct terminal on time. Miami was very warm, sticky and smelly. Not my cup of tea.
I will report more later.
Tondra