Happy Kansas Day to all my childhood friends and family!
Today we are leaving Puerto Rico and taking a 45-minute flight to Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. We are sad to leave our travel buddy, Amy. She has a later flight and is headed back to cold Chicago.
When we boarded the plane, a dog sniffed our bags. There must have been 10 agents. I was asked how much money I was carrying. “I have a $20. My husband carries all the rest.”
The plane is freezing. I am glad that I am wearing my winter coat.
When we landed, there was great applause. I understand this to be a tradition in Latin America. I may start doing this on all my flights.
I have seen this word a lot on t-shirts and thought that I would put it in Google translate, and here’s what I learned.
This reminded me of when we were in Spain 25 years ago, I was reading aloud the graffiti words that I saw while riding the subway. A lady heard me and wagged her finger. Oh yeah! I bet those are dirty words.
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