Saturday, August 16, 2025
I always say that the worse thing about cruising is getting to the cruise and then leaving the cruise. Today was a perfect example of that belief.
When our bus got to the airport at noon, the other bus was unloading. We had to sit and wait for the other bus to finish and pull out. We then had to wait for the employees to unload the luggage. We were finally allowed to get off and get our luggage. I was glad that we were right next to the Delta entrance.
The first line was the luggage weigh-in and drop-off. It went pretty well. The next line was very long – security. It didn’t help that I forgot to take off my wrist brace, so I got pulled out of line to be wanded. The last line was Customs. It wasn’t as slow as I expected but I was glad we got there as it started filling up behind us. I really need to complete a Global Entry application for us.
Once we got to the gate, I went to the Subway vending machine. I have seen a lot of vending machines, but this was the first Subway. Next up was the Coke vending machine. Now we had lunch.
The flight boarded on time. Unfortunately, the Captain came on and said there would be a “slight” delay for a continued maintenance check. One hour later, we were finally taking off. Not my idea of “slight.” But it could have been worse. We have gotten on flights before only to be told to get back off with our luggage.
I couldn’t really find anything I was interested in watching, so I chose a soothing instrumental music channel and read during the flight. It was a bumpy flight too.
We were an hour late getting to the airport. We landed at the domestic terminal but because this flight was our final destination, we had to ride the underground tram to the international terminal to pick up our luggage.
I called our shuttle service to tell them that we might not make the reserved shuttle so she told me she would go ahead and put our names on the next shuttle just in case.
If you are at the international terminal but need to go back to the domestic terminal, you have to ride the shuttle bus or pay for a taxi – that is how far they are apart. You cannot ride the underground tram back because you could get off at one of the domestic gates without going through security which, of course, is a no-no.
Typically, there are two shuttle busses but today it must have been just one because we waited for 30 minutes before it arrived. We were at the front of the line, so we made it on to the shuttle. There were many people who did not.
It was another 20 minutes back to the domestic terminal and another 5 minutes to get to the shuttle pick-up area. We missed our shuttle by 10 minutes. We now had a 45-minute wait for the next one. We were exhausted but I was glad that at least it was not raining.
Our shuttle arrived on time and I was surprised that the driver was someone I used to work with at the College. I asked him if he had retired but he said “no” he just did this job on the weekends. Small world.
The van was full and we headed for home. Next thing I knew we were in the middle of a torrential rain. So glad I was not driving. I just closed my eyes and put my head on my backpack.
We made it safely back to the shuttle office. Restroom break and then the drive home. Met by an unhappy cat who let his displeasure be known all night long.
Tomorrow: Unpacking and laundry (Sigh)
















































































































