Luggage

Today was unexpectedly interesting, as I was just planning on making a trip with John down to the airport. As we headed out, we were going to take a different route because the main road is closed. There is some construction going on and it appears that some drainage is being put in. I just hope that it is done right and lasts. So, as we were driving along, we stopped to ask some taxis if we could pass. Most roads could taper at points where it was too tight to fit a car, or they could simply dead end. Well, there was a road that we were told we could pass through, but I remembered from the day before that it was a rough ride. I had come back this way on a moped (taxi) and we barely got up the hill. It was incredibly jagged (not a paved road). It was mostly rock and some dirt on the steepest part. I didn't know if we would be able to pass because I thought that we would go over one of the rocks and it would rest on the undercarriage of the truck. Fortunately, we got over it, but the shocks had taken a beating. I don't know if we could have gotten back up. It was fun because as we came around the corner, it was very close to the ocean and had we been going to fast, we might have just went though the small houses which were there and over the cliff. I took a picture as we had passed looking back, but I didn't get it in time to show the cliff. It does show how crowded it was though. You'll see that a police truck just went past us. It took about 10 minutes for people to move their stuff out of the road and make room for us to pass. I am still amazed that we got past the police, but fortunately, there was one wide spot for us to pull off and let them pass.



Once we got to the airport, we waited about two hours for the last flight to show up. When it did, we saw most of our luggage, but were told that we couldn't take our bags. It wasn't that big of a deal because I didn't mind waiting another day, but the principle of the situation was frustrating. We were told that we couldn't take anything because we needed to sign for it and the lady who would take our signature wasn't there. The director told us this. The most frustrating part was that he had the authority to let us take it and he knows us very well. John goes there two to three times a day whenever we have groups here. He's probably been there thousands of times (literally). Further, Sonlight has to be their biggest customer as we fly groups in nearly weekly and often fill well over half the plane. In any case, I did end up getting my luggage, and am thankful mostly that nothing was damaged!