You’ll be glad to know that this is the last in the Vacation series. And this is gonna be short b/c if I have to relive that awful trip home, I might just kill myself. So the long and somewhat short of it is……after an absolutely lovely vacation at Lifestyles……..
………we, unfortunately had to come back to the states.
We arrived at Puerto Plata airport for the return trip waaaay too early. We stood around and waited in lines to check baggage and go through security and customs. On the way to the gate we totally ignored the reggae band that we were so happy to see when we had arrived in the DR a week ago. At the gate, we were glad to see that our plane was in, but for some reason, we weren’t boarding on time. And there seemed to be all kinds of activity on the tarmac around our plane. But being the optimist that I am, I just figured that Dominican airport personnel were being extra thorough about the condition of our plane.
However……….an hour after boarding time, it was revealed that someone on the previous flight had flushed a diaper down the toilet and literally knocked out both lavatories on the plane. Who in the world thinks that it is OK to flush a loaded diaper down an airplane toilet? I am seriously worried for that poopy baby’s parents b/c obviously, they don’t have any brain cells.
FAA says that you need at least one operating lavatory on a plane even though all of us promised the captain that we would “hold it” for the entire flight and we were OK with no functioning bathrooms. So – while we waited for the repairs, Jet Blue gave out food vouchers to the airport restaurant. That was really nice until the airport restaurant (yes – there was only one restaurant open) announced that they had run out of food! Just about the time that announcement was made, Jet Blue told everyone that we all were getting free RT tix in the amount of what we had paid for our DR tix. That made the “no more food” issue a little easier to swallow (pun intended). I have to say that Jet Blue did a good job of restitution for the stressful delay.
All told, we waited almost 7 hours for one airplane lav to be fixed so we could take off. It was pretty awful with a 2 year old in tow. This picture describes it perfectly……..
And, I apologize for Leah’s hair in that picture, but that just goes to show you what a horrendous day it was. Anyway……we finally took off, made it to JFK, breezed through customs (at midnight), got the shuttle to the car and got home about 5:30 AM the next day. Hazel fell asleep in the car around 5:00 AM. Tough day.
I really can’t believe that a flushed diaper impacted our vacation so drastically. And that is exactly why we all need a vacation to recuperate from our vacation.