We had quite the adventure getting home from Costa Rica. The plan was to leave Sunday morning at 7am, which meant that we were up and out the door by 4:30am to return the rental car and check in at the airport on time. As we were walking out the door of our rental house, Aspen asked in his sleepy state, "How many days until we can come back?" Yes, he loved it there.
Anyway, we all boarded the plane on time and waited for things to get moving. We waited for about a half an hour before the pilot came on over the loudspeaker and said there was a maintenance issue and they are waiting for the mechanic to come to work on it. We waited some more, an hour goes by and again the pilot comes on to let us know that they are actually still trying to track the mechanic down (probably a local Tico still at the bar...). Finally the mechanic showed up and started working. Pretty soon the wing was being taken apart as he searched for the problem. Yep, every flier with kids worst nightmare happened to us. We were stuck on the airplane for 4 hours before they finally gave up and let us off. Unfortunately, that was only the beginning. Now they had to figure out what to do with all of us for the night and how to get us out of there. We spent another 4 hours in the hot, outdoor airport while they worked it out.
Amazingly, the kids did great considering all we had been through. There was one other family with kids on the airplane, and Aspen made friends with their boys. They had a great time playing together on the airplane and in the airport. Journey was as easy as usual, and just rolled with the day, finally passing out from exhaustion just as we were boarding the bus (1pm) for the hotel.
For all the stress and exhaustion of the day, the airline did put us up in a nice all-inclusive resort for the night. We were all so happy to get there and see all the food and let's be honest here, drinks! The kids were excited to see the pools and couldn't wait to jump in. All that went a long way to erase the pain of the morning.
The next morning we repeated the whole "to the airport" drill. Boarded the airplane and this time there were no problems. We were all much more exhausted, but amazingly there were no melt-downs on the way home. God was really with us and I did a lot of praying on the way home that we wouldn't be the ones with the screaming kids on the airplane :)
When we finally touched down in Portland, even Journey was excited and saying "yay!"
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O Praise God that you came home safely. What a blessing that both kids did not have meltdowns while waiting for the plane. Did u get pic's of the hotel you got to stay in? It was fun going out for dinner last night. Thanks for helping with Ava, she is a busy girl :-)
We didn't get any pictures. I knew I should have, but the camera was already packed away and we were just soooooo exhausted!
We had fun too. Ava reminds me of Peyton. He is always on the run too :)
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