The Swatloski's: Puerto Rico, the friendliest place on Earth.

So, we survived Puerto Rico. Barely. At the very last minute, ie the night before our flight, my mom decided to come with us so she could help me out with the Bean (Hunter's newest nickname). Rick purchased a ticket (well, the University did since this was a work trip) and my mom and I flew standby. The first flight was at 8:31 in the morning. Which of course meant we had to wake up at 4:30. There are 5 flights everyday out of Atlanta to Puerto Rico. The first day...my mom, Hunter and I didn't get on a single one. But we sure did sit at the airport all day long to try. Bean was AMAZING!! He was so sweet about it. The next morning, I again woke him up at 4:30 to try to get out. This time, the three of us made it on the first flight. But, my exhausted little Bean just couldn't take it anymore. He cried for the first 2 hours of the 3 and a half hour flight. Thankfully everyone was really nice about it.

The trip was amazing though. We didn't have much time there, but we intend on returning. Hunter was fabulous coming home. He barely made a peep. And guess who was on our flight...Barry Lloyd, my high school colorguard instructor. You have to know how much I adore Barry to understand how great it was to see him. How strange that he would be on our flight from Puerto Rico! And he isn't even living in Atlanta anymore which makes it that much more strange! So, there ya go. Here are some photos...