The Blaga Continues

The rest of our group has arrived! And with them comes important information about their travels that allows us to complete our fantastic Paint. Below is the crazy map of all the routes everyone took to get here to the Dominican

All of the flights are in blue, and the other colours are driving routes of our team members.

We also have an entertaining story for your own reading pleasure! Because of all of the plane difficulties along the way, only a small group of us arrived in the Dominican on the first plane from Miami to Santo Domingo. In that group were: Jessi Rieken, Craig Bielema, Jason Wyenberg, Lynae Walburg, and Steven Koning. Craig and I realized during the flight that we would be the first group to reach the island. Therefore we both wanted to be the first off of the plane to say that we beat everyone else.

It was an exciting battle. In the front of the plane, closest to the exit, Jessi was sitting on her own. Unaware of our competition, she had no idea of the value of her position. As we were getting off the plane, I called her over to the back, and asked her something like, "Hey Jessi, what did you fill out for number 4 on this customs declaration sheet?". She fell for it like lemmings off a cliff. Craig and I were in the lead.

We rushed past the passengers moving up the right aisle, but were stopped short at the end by the first class passengers. I doubled back and cut across a row of seats to come up the left aisle with the first classers. I smirked as I slipped past Craig. He boldly cut into the first class line right in front of me, the big jerk! We were both distracted by a beautiful Dominican lady who was barely wearing a denim shirt, but the race continued. We ran down the gangplank and rushed out into the open airport and (after going through customs, blah blah blah) lept forth towards the finish line. Unfortunately, Craig won, but we were both rewarded with a crowd of people cheering us on, reminiscent of a red carpet event, except that most of the people were trying to sell us taxi rides.

The End.