PUJ

I hate leaving. I know I've mentioned that before. Today was no exception. Except that maybe it was a little rougher to leave the DR this time.

I do love the Punta Cana airport though. Walking past the airplanes on the jetway just makes me happy; I feel like a kid.
Flying home from the Dominican Republic is brutal though. Customs and immigration in Miami, a long layover to fly on to Houston, landing after midnight, and then driving an hour and a half home to my parents' house.
Happy to have my priority access on American Airlines. That's a small consolation.

Got home at 3am. Ugh.