The flight attendants were in the spirit too. It was weird flying on halloween. 😛
I think Mirah really liked it though. I breast fead during take off and she seemed to enjoy the view from the window.
She slept a bunch too. She did so well.
My baby.
So we arrived in PR (I am going to refer to Puerto Rico this way from now on, because I am tired of typing the whole word) around 7 PM local time, we lost a couple of hours, and it was totally dark.
Getting off the plane, and stepping out into the evening, we were overwhelmed with hot humid air! Within moments, my back, underarms, upper lip and brow were all glistening with sweat. We took a shuttle from the airport to the rental car place, Charile’s Rental. It was a van, and they didn’t have a car seat…ugh. I held Mirah tight on my lap, marking her first time in a car with out a car seat. 🙁 We were able to rent one from the car rental place, but even so, it left us S-out of luck a couple of other times too.
Once we had our car, we struggled to navigate this new city in the dark. There were tons of narrow, poorly mark, ill lit one way roads all through that part of the city. After what seemed like forever, and an argument, where we got lost several times, we finally were able to fint out hotel.
It was a Raddison near the beach in San Juan. We picked it because it was a notable name, and you never know what you are going to get at unknowns. Karl made a pretty good choice, but it had all kinds of hidden fees like an extra charge for parking, and a weird $10 hotel surcharge that made us a little annoyed with the place. They did give us coupons for free drinks at the hotel resturant with a 10% discount to boot. So, we went to the hotel restaurant for dinner. We were tired from the trip, and Mirah was getting cracky. We ordered Cuban’s and virgin ice drinks. Here is Karl with his Pina Colada. I had a strawberry daiquiri. The Cuban was a type of sandwich neither one of us had tried before. It was warm roast-beef ham, and I think salami on a french roll with swiss cheese. It was REALLY good.
Mirah was starting to loose it by the end of dinner, so we wrapped it up and took a bunch of it to go.
Our room was on the 4th floor, and it was quite nice. We had a little balcony and just beyond that high rise, is the beach! We had planned to have Mirah sleep in the bed with us. Man it was a ROUGH night for all of us. Between our collective snoring, and Mirah’s night-time movement, I don’t think any of us got much of our needed sleep.
Our room had a kitchen, so we ventured out and found a Walmart, that had some familiar brands:
these pictures are wonderful! I can tell that you had a fantastic time. I'm so glad that you were able to go on this trip and take Mirah with you. Turns out that is was a good thing that Karl couldn't get his passport on time.:)