I don't want to leave our villa. It's so beautiful. We met some wonderful people at Windjammer Landing too. Hope to see them again some day.
Dragonfly
I made mom get an early start so we could eat breakfast and lunch before our flight. (Same schedule as my work schedule.) We had the buffet and I mostly ate croissants with raspberry jam. Piling on those carbs! I also had to have my Cocoa Tea one last time. (I did buy a cocoa stick at the market to try making my own.)
Soaking it All In
Niles drove us back to the room and said he'd pick us up at 10:30. I left mom reading in the villa (can you believe she's on her second book?). I walked down and wanted to take some more pictures. I was walking the beach when I ran into Cindy again. We chatted a little bit and then I went down to the rocks at the end of the beach. Jimene, the female Security Guard walked down with me to take a picture of the crabs. She's very sweet. I walked back up to the villa, so now I smell nice for the long journey home.
Shuttle
Niles promptly picked us up at 10:30. He has worked at Windjammer for 7 years.
Jammers
We had one last Scorpion at Jammers. We ordered lunch to be ready at 11:00 so we could leave at 11:30. We shared pasta and salad. All of a sudden, a strong breeze came through and the salad literally blew off the dish and gave mom a shower of Balsamic dressing. She had sprinkles all over her white shirt and we couldn't stop laughing (even though she had nothing to change into).
We shoveled the food in, ran to the washroom, and collected our luggage from Linden, the lobby Security man. I thought it was unusual that Fabian wasn't there yet, but then Linden told us this other white van was ours. I guess Fabian was running late, so he sent Paul instead. Paul was very mellow and a good driver for our long drive back to Hewanorra airport. He even gave us a tour of the other side of the island on the way there. That's the Atlantic side and he pointed out where George Foreman's house is.
Hewanorra Airport
The Delta line was quite long, but we breezed through the American line. Once you show your Passport, you enter an automatic door and immediately get the customs guy. There was no line, but if there was, it could be quite hectic as there would be nowhere to stand.
We also breezed through the Security line. The terminals were all in one small area (sort of like the Punta Cana airport). They had a few little shops, but we didn't buy anything.
All in all, we only spent $109 in souvenirs between the two of us. That's a record! There really wasn't a lot of shopping in St. Lucia, but that's okay.
Flights
Our flight to Miami was uneventful.
When we got to Miami, we had to pick up our luggage and re-check it. We only had a short time inbetween flights.
Concourse D - Miami
Warning: If you have a sensitive stomach, do not read! We bought individual pizzas to eat before our departure. Mom was talking on her cell and casually yelled to me that there was a cockroach crawling on the floor. The thing was gigantic and ran very fast. I was so freaked out, so I sat with my feet up in the air and my carry on bag on my legs. Then, the man across from me pointed out that another roach ran out from under my feet. If my feet would have been on the floor, it would have ran across them. Gross! Mom went to the washroom never to return! I was watching her bags when another man yelled that there was a "rat." At first I thought they were pulling my leg because I was freaking out, but he wasn't. It was running into the wall and running towards us. Everyone got up and ran (especially the people with the baby in the stroller). I was stuck there because mom still wasn't back. I was so mad when she returned because everyone left us there. We went over to section 33 and cautiously waited.
I have been to many Third World countries and never have experienced anything so disgusting.
Pilot/Co-Pilot
At this point, I was pretty tired. Our flight from Miami to Chicago is 3 hours. I made mom sit in the middle this time and she insisted that she was "claustrophobic." I ignored her and she was fine.
I started falling asleep when the Flight Attendant began welcoming us and giving us other critical information. She told us that our Pilot was Allen Dick and the Co-Pilot was Donald Bozo! Well, the whole plane started laughing. You know you're in good hands when you are flying with Dick & Bozo! I guess we were all a little over tired.
Dani
Dani met us at the airport and drove us home. We threw our luggage in the garage to make sure there were no roaches.
I was in bed by 12:45 a.m. to get ready for my 5:00 a.m. shower! Whew!
THE END
We had one last Scorpion at Jammers. We ordered lunch to be ready at 11:00 so we could leave at 11:30. We shared pasta and salad. All of a sudden, a strong breeze came through and the salad literally blew off the dish and gave mom a shower of Balsamic dressing. She had sprinkles all over her white shirt and we couldn't stop laughing (even though she had nothing to change into).
We shoveled the food in, ran to the washroom, and collected our luggage from Linden, the lobby Security man. I thought it was unusual that Fabian wasn't there yet, but then Linden told us this other white van was ours. I guess Fabian was running late, so he sent Paul instead. Paul was very mellow and a good driver for our long drive back to Hewanorra airport. He even gave us a tour of the other side of the island on the way there. That's the Atlantic side and he pointed out where George Foreman's house is.
Hewanorra Airport
The Delta line was quite long, but we breezed through the American line. Once you show your Passport, you enter an automatic door and immediately get the customs guy. There was no line, but if there was, it could be quite hectic as there would be nowhere to stand.
We also breezed through the Security line. The terminals were all in one small area (sort of like the Punta Cana airport). They had a few little shops, but we didn't buy anything.
All in all, we only spent $109 in souvenirs between the two of us. That's a record! There really wasn't a lot of shopping in St. Lucia, but that's okay.
Flights
Our flight to Miami was uneventful.
When we got to Miami, we had to pick up our luggage and re-check it. We only had a short time inbetween flights.
Concourse D - Miami
Warning: If you have a sensitive stomach, do not read! We bought individual pizzas to eat before our departure. Mom was talking on her cell and casually yelled to me that there was a cockroach crawling on the floor. The thing was gigantic and ran very fast. I was so freaked out, so I sat with my feet up in the air and my carry on bag on my legs. Then, the man across from me pointed out that another roach ran out from under my feet. If my feet would have been on the floor, it would have ran across them. Gross! Mom went to the washroom never to return! I was watching her bags when another man yelled that there was a "rat." At first I thought they were pulling my leg because I was freaking out, but he wasn't. It was running into the wall and running towards us. Everyone got up and ran (especially the people with the baby in the stroller). I was stuck there because mom still wasn't back. I was so mad when she returned because everyone left us there. We went over to section 33 and cautiously waited.
I have been to many Third World countries and never have experienced anything so disgusting.
Pilot/Co-Pilot
At this point, I was pretty tired. Our flight from Miami to Chicago is 3 hours. I made mom sit in the middle this time and she insisted that she was "claustrophobic." I ignored her and she was fine.
I started falling asleep when the Flight Attendant began welcoming us and giving us other critical information. She told us that our Pilot was Allen Dick and the Co-Pilot was Donald Bozo! Well, the whole plane started laughing. You know you're in good hands when you are flying with Dick & Bozo! I guess we were all a little over tired.
Dani
Dani met us at the airport and drove us home. We threw our luggage in the garage to make sure there were no roaches.
I was in bed by 12:45 a.m. to get ready for my 5:00 a.m. shower! Whew!
THE END
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