Almost Finished With This One...

The first thing I smell, after I step off the plane, a Boeing 757, to be exact, the pungent scent of jet fuel is permeated by flowers, tropical flowers of pink and white, a small, long legged bird struts through the grass, as my family and I walk into the open air airport. Inside bustles and hustles, and cutsoms takes forever, ut Im too exc ited to get to ou resort and sleep (I've been up since 2 a.m.!) We race alond the pothole road, narrowly avoiding some guys on mopeds. I look out the rear windo, expectinf little splats behind us. After taking another breatch and stepping out, and walking by deadly and beautiful oleander bushes, planted with orchids in purple and pink, we check in at the marble desk and walk to the far room. Villa number four we got, not bad out of thirty nine, and try to find our friends at one fo the three pools. -to be continued...