No…really. As soon as we stepped off the plane in Chicago last night, we were whipped in the face with flurries and temps in the twenties. A cold reality from being in paradise earlier that morning
For those who haven’t been here in a while, Shane and I spent the last eight days in Punta Cana, living in a sunny island paradise! Needless to say, this girl was NOT thinking right when she left Punta Cana in a tube top and capris. Should have been Uggs and a down coat!
From breakfast, despite the sunny skies and hot temps, the day had an overcast tone to it.
“Now that doesn’t look like a very happy smile!” Shane said after he snapped a picture at our “last breakfast.” Everything yesterday morning contained the word “last.” Our last trip to the beach, our last swim in the ocean, our last day getting the frick burned out of us by the sun
At least we got the chance to say all these things. We didn’t leave the resort until 2 in the afternoon yesterday, so we did indeed, live it up to the very last minute before the gave us the boot.
I don’t like the boot heh
And after we had our “last mimosa” waiting for the car to come pick us up to take us to the airport, we said our “last goodbye” through the airport windows.
Look at that, right? I mean if you’re stuck in an airport, it might as well look like that one!
And after we said our “last goodbyes” through the airplane window, we were gone. Just like that. Now our focus was on making it home. First we had to get from Punta Cana to North Carolina. Total time including air time and airport time: 6 hours.
We didn’t want to eat anything too substantial, because we were SO freaking excited to eat American food. It was about 9:00 by the time we landed in the Charlotte airport, so we both beelined it to food. Shane to Burger King, and me to Quizno’s. I couldn’t get their toasted veggie sub out of my mind.
We rushed to our gate, popped the nearest squat, salivating as we started to dig in. Except…
Bam. Notice I said veggie sub? Wrong sandwich. Meat. Chicken, bacon, you name it. I shed a tear into the sodium-laden sandwich, and then decided to make the trek back to Quizno’s to get my veggie instead. They switched it out no charge, no problem. However, any efforts to save cash by having them replace it for free were futile, because the urge to buy a $7 cup of frozen yogurt struck while I was waiting for the second sammie.
Vanilla froyo with sprinkles, strawberries, and blueberries. Shane called halfsies and we split it. Worth it.
Finally, around 10:30, our flight to Chicago took off, and we landed by 11:30, and after a jaunt and a shuttle, we were back to the car by 12:30, and finally arrived home just before 3:00. Long day? Understatement of the year.
And like the freak I am, I awoke this morning at 7:45 a.m. and couldn’t go back to sleep. Super Just as well though, as I have a to-do list a mile long! I couldn’t wait to dig into yogurt and oats done my way, though
Mmmmm!!! I missed Greek yogurt while I was away!
Well I’ve already been up and at em for a while. Not joking about the mile long to-do The Biggest Loser Contest I’m hosting at the gym starts Monday (so excited!!!), so I’ve been busy sending emails, creating documents, and making phone calls. I also start a small group boot camp on Monday that I’ve been prepping for. Fun stuff, but busy stuff too.
Oh, and today also calls for a 10 mile run! I’ll have to report back to you on that one…I’m sure it will be interesting SOOO all that, plus the usual back from vacation stuff.
Did I mention my birthday’s tomorrow, too? Hah
It’s ok, really. Vacations are completely worth the chaos upon return. Always.
Have a fantastic Saturday, everyone! With that, I’m off to go attempt a 10 miler!
Question to ponder:
What’s the longest day of travel you’ve every had?? Mine was the day after my wedding. Shane and I got married on a beach in Florida, and our honeymoon was in Hawaii. Our day of travel took us from Florida, to Atlanta, to Denver, to LA, to Maui. HA! We were just a tad disoriented