We finally get to the hotel. My family and I go to bed early due to the early wake up call in the morning. When we wake up I think about the warm weathers in Turks and Caicos. " ahhhhh." I get up and look at the clock- not so relaxing any more "3:32. " I slam my head back into the pillow until I hear my parents wake up.
With tired eyes we all get to the lobby of the Sheritan hotel in Providence RI. We meet a woman who worked for the planes traveling to Newark, NJ ( our first stop during our indirect flight). She said the flight was delayed to 8:30 am ( this interfered with our flight from Newark to the Turks) when we got to the air port, the lady said the only way to get us to the Turks today was to cab it to Logan airport in Boston.
After two more long flights we finally made it to our 86 F* location at 10 at night ( even though we were supposed to arrive at 1:00 pm) I felt the warm breeze as I came off the hot plane. It felt amazing. I couldn't believe we would be in this weather for 5 more days.
When we got up the next morning I saw the light, literally- there was sun blasting through the window right in my face. The water was the color of a teal blue, there was nothing like it. The sand was the finest bit of grains. The trees swayed back and forth in the wind and at that moment I knew that the chaos yesterday was so worth it. The next day we went paddle boarding, snorkeling, sailing, and banana boating ( tubing). It was one of the most exciting experiences I have ever had. It was right up next to my trip to London. The warm water was so beautiful.
Now getting home is a totally different story for another time.
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