A fun time was had by all, even Alan, in Bermuda. Alan, William, and mom went on vacation to Bermuda for 12 days. Unfortunately, dad was not able to go with us, not sure if he would have enough time from work. We stayed with our sister Marcia, with us in the "Pirate" picture.
We would like to take this time to 'THANK' everyone who helped to make our holiday an enjoyable one.
We went to the beach (3 times) and swam in the ocean with all the waves and the floating slides, visited the aquarium, visited dockyard, went to Harbour Nights, saw the Gombeys dance, went shopping in Hamilton, ate with a lot of friends and relatives, and met our many, many relatives, of course, what they did not know was that there were many relatives they did not meet, smile.
The plane ride home was the worst though. Unfortunately, the flight into Tampa was first delayed because the takeoff line was backed up and we had to taxi for about an hour. When we got close to Tampa the airport was closed due to bad weather. The pilot said that he was going to take us to Orlando because we were running out of fuel. The airport in Tampa was then open and on trying to land, it was discovered that some of the ground equipment was malfunctioning. The equipment was fixed and we landed. Again unfortunately, the grounds crew had not been cleared to come back on the tarmac and we had to wait in the plane for about half hour. During this time Alan and I prayed and Alan was convinced that we were going to die. At 12:33am, two hours late, we finally disembarked the airplane and headed home with dad.
