South to the Dominican Republic: Post #3 Continuation of the DR saga: Airport Day #2

Roll over, stop snoring, you are kicking me, GO TO SLEEP!!! This was our night together at the hotel in Atlanta. Nobody slept well for a couple of reasons:

1. During our flight we skipped ahead three hours in the time change, so we were not tired when it was time to go to bed.

2. The excitement level was high, and everyone knows how hard it is to sleep when you are excited.

3. We were sleeping two people in a small bed and sharing was uncomfortable.

Oh well.

We get up in the morning to eat breakfast and the whole group of us were in the elevator and this grumpy guy wants in the elevator but it was all full, so he was not very happy. Anyway, we ate breakfast at the hotel, which we expected to be our last big meal and headed out the door to the shuttle to get back to the airport. Fitting 14 people into a 16 seater bus with 22 bags of luggage is not quite ideal. We pulled around the front of the hotel and the same guy that was annoyed when we were on the elevator plus his friend now need a ride to the airport training center! They had to squeeze on with us. Come to find out, one of the boys in our group had been down to the lobby when the same man was down there, annoyed because they didn't have any coffee for him. He was so not having a good day!

The rest of the trip was uneventful until we arrived in the DR. The ride to the mission was interesting and very scenic. There is a picture of the ride down below. The missionary Mr. Klein picked us up along with his son in law Tim. The area they put us in to stay was a very nice courtyard with four small bedrooms each with four beds, and a small balcony overlooking the stream outside. We all went to bed that night after a meal of spaghetti exhausted but ready for another eventful day in the morning.