For Christmas 08, Mike's parents bought us tickets to the Dominican. It was designed to be a family trip. Plans were made and we all flew out on January 2nd. We landed in the Dominican at around 5 pm and set off for our resort. We stayed at the Occidental Grand Flamenco because Mike's parents have a time share there. Everything was beautiful. We spent the first day there just relaxing on the beach and taking in the sites.
Every night for supper we would go to a different restaurant.
Thursday was Steak and Friday was Lobster. I can't seem to find my pictures of those places so you will just have to use your imagination.
We walked out to a market just outside our resort one day. There were not very many tourists there so when we would walk by a store the people selling stuff would come out and grab your arm and pull you in. They were very persistent and would always say "you the boss, you the boss". I got my hair braided and Mike & I made some purchases there.
On one of the days Rebecca and I went para sailing. It was so much fun. Unfortunately we were to far away from our resort that there are no pictures of us actually up in the air.
We also went snorkling! This was a lot of fun. We got to swim with the fish out in the ocean and we swam with sting rays and nurse sharks. We were also able to feed the fish which was really cool. Included in this package was a chair massage.
We had a really great time out in the Dominican, but when the day came to go home I was ready to go. We left for the airport and boarded the plane for home on Friday at around 5 pm. We got to the end of the runway and started to take off when the captain slammed on the brakes. He told us that a light had come on in the cock pit and that we would go back and try it again. The second time he tried to take off the same thing happened. Only this time when he slammed on the brakes someone at the front of the plane was injured. So we had to go back to the loading gate and have her taken off by stretcher. We then waited on the plane for about an hour while the captain checked on the status of the plane. He then told us that they would have to call in a technician to come in and look at the plane so we would be getting off the plane and waiting in the airport. We decided to go eat supper and then we waited and waited some more. Finally the captain said it was time to board the plane and we would give it one more try. So we did just that. As as the plane was boarded and ready for the doors to be closed, a lady from the back came up the isle saying she did not want to be on that flight. We then had to wait another half hour while they located her luggage. We finally got to the end of the runway just to find out that the light was still going on in the cock pit and that we would not be leaving the Dominican until the next day. By the time the pilot had everything figured out we were the only people left in the airport minus a few security guards. There was no one there to stamp us back into the country and the arrangements were made that we would be going back into the Dominican Republic to stay at one of the resorts. I was really worried that we would be caught, but nothing like that happened. As soon as we found out where we were supposed to be going, Mike's parents went into "The Amazing Race" mode. We needed to get to the resort before everyone else so that we would not have to stand behind 150 people trying to get our room keys. So we took off in the first taxi and made it to a resort and were the first ones there. Half an hour of discussion with the person behind the desk revealed that we were at the wrong resort. By now all of our taxis are gone and there is about 60 people needing to get to this other resort. Mike's dad talked our way onto a bus and we made it to the right place. We stayed the night and were told that our flight would be leaving at 3pm the next day so they were going to pick us all up at 1pm. I thought it might be pushing it a little but I figured that they must have everything under control. We left the resort at 1 the next day and made it to the airport safely, only to find out that we have to stand at the back of an amazingly long line to go through security. Mike's mom did a little budging and we made it to the front of the line. We (the whole flight) was waiting at our terminal to board the plane at 3 and nothing happened. We did not actually board the plane until 430 and then we had to wait a half hour for this unruly woman to stop arguing with the pilot so that we could get going. We finally got into the air! What a great feeling. There were a number of things that happened from the time in the air to the time Mike and I went to sleep in our own beds but that would just make this story long and drawn out ;) If you are really curious, feel free to ask us sometime.