Even-tho we didn't have to pay for out bags... we did have a fee of $100 because they were way over weight.
We had the smallest plane ever leaving Raleigh Durhum Airport, in North Carolina. I almost didn't want to get on. 3 hour flight felt like 10.
Landing only 15 min before our next plane boarded in Texas wasn't fun. Running trough the airport not knowing where the terminal was made me feel a little like Home Alone. The 2nd airplane was a little better. We weren't in the last row next to the bathroom, and we could actually lean our seats back and be somewhat comfortable. I still hate flying! 14 hours was worth it all when it ended.
We picked Bolo and Sheba up at the Quarantine Facility after we got our luggage. They were so upset in their crates. 2 days in 3 different airplanes I'm sure they didn't have fun at all. Sheba has a little boo-boo on her nose, not quite sure how it happened but it doesn't really matter. I'm just glad I have 2 alive dogs. I still am in shock that all the paperwork I had work on for almost a year had no problems. I was sure that they were going to tell me that my dogs had to stay in quarantine for something I did wrong. Leaving the airport with 2 very loud barking dogs... rainbow in the distance! It felt like a good sign.
We haven't really had a chance to do anything around the island yet. Just getting settled in was our main concern at the moment. Getting the dogs situated at the place were we have to stay temporarily till we get a house. We still have a rent-a-car so Mike has been busy trying to find a car to buy. We went on base yesterday to pick up a form and along the way I snapped a few pictures. This is going to be a amazing drive to work everyday for him. I did hear traffic stinks tho. (grey and rainy but still beautiful)