Disembarking the plane was like walking into a sauna. The humidity was palpable and made all of us instantly sticky. Definitely not in Illinois anymore. We got out planeside and I immediately felt like I was on vacation. The single runway is both for landing and takeoffs and is surrounded by palm trees. Upon arriving at the hotel, my roommate and I unpacked everything. It is nice to be rooming with someone as anal as I am. Since we are here for the week, it’s nice to have my “work” clothes hung up and my shorts and tees in drawers. We did get teased from other trip participants especially because we were missing free drinks poolside to unpack. I think that was fair.
After unpacking, I changed into one of the seven (I know, I know) sundresses I brought with me. In fact, it was the dress that I wore for my Rehearsal Dinner—I’ve been jonesing to wear it again and this was a perfect excuse! I mean, how often to you get to wear a white strapless sundress?
Mwambo and Brandon chillin' poolside
The food on the first night consisted of potato salad, local sausage, seafood pasta salad, jerk chicken (awesome), curry fish (which I was told to stay away from for mango avoidance purposes), and ribs. It was surprisingly tasty. The only sketchy thing was the reappearance of the potato salad and seafood pasta salad at breakfast on TUESDAY (we got here Sunday). I felt a little bad for the other guests that didn’t know it was originally served OUTSIDE on Sunday night... This made me skeptical of breakfast at the hotel; I’m now sticking to bagels and peanut butter).
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