I arrived in DR on American Airlines flight 1481 from MIA to SDQ. Miami international was not busy but did have a fair amount of activity. Security was tighter than I remember and no temperature check was done before boarding.
We arrived about 10 minutes ahead of schedule at about 1: 56 pm. The flight was smooth and pleasant with all seats occupied. They didn't offer us anything during the flight, not even water but if anyone ask for some, I'm sure they would've provided it.
Masks were required for the duration of the flight, everybody that I could see has their mask on during the whole flight.
Dominican immigration was a piece of cake and masks are required. There was no temperature check or extra forms to fill just the usual. My only gripe was waiting for my carry-on. It took longer than usual for the carousel to start spining. After about an hour, my bag appeared very wet -- It was raining. I got suckered into checking it in at the gate but no more will I heed this ratchet suggestion.
To my surprise AILA was quite busy. It was bustling with people waiting for their loved ones all wearing masks.
I am tickled to be back in my homeland. When my house saw me it started weeping tears of joy. Of course that's the way I saw it, but in reality it was just raining.
Nothing like a cold presidente to end a stressful flight from a long four months of forced exile. I love the US but I love my home here in the DR more. Let me see if destiny is gracious enough to let me add 25 more years to my life here in the DR. Safe travels and joyous returns.
We arrived about 10 minutes ahead of schedule at about 1: 56 pm. The flight was smooth and pleasant with all seats occupied. They didn't offer us anything during the flight, not even water but if anyone ask for some, I'm sure they would've provided it.
Masks were required for the duration of the flight, everybody that I could see has their mask on during the whole flight.
Dominican immigration was a piece of cake and masks are required. There was no temperature check or extra forms to fill just the usual. My only gripe was waiting for my carry-on. It took longer than usual for the carousel to start spining. After about an hour, my bag appeared very wet -- It was raining. I got suckered into checking it in at the gate but no more will I heed this ratchet suggestion.
To my surprise AILA was quite busy. It was bustling with people waiting for their loved ones all wearing masks.
I am tickled to be back in my homeland. When my house saw me it started weeping tears of joy. Of course that's the way I saw it, but in reality it was just raining.
Nothing like a cold presidente to end a stressful flight from a long four months of forced exile. I love the US but I love my home here in the DR more. Let me see if destiny is gracious enough to let me add 25 more years to my life here in the DR. Safe travels and joyous returns.
