Scott and I slept with the shades open so we could fully enjoy the palms, the stars, the waves.  It's a view I won't soon forget!
The alarm went off at 6:30 so we got to work prepping the last few items.  Once the kids were up, dressed, and fed, I slipped out on the veranda to say my goodbyes.  Each kiddo in their own time snuck out to join me and we spent a few moments talking about our trip and what we would miss the most.  Then we spent some time praying... Thanking God for the opportunities this trip gave us and praying for safety and peace for our travels today.  It was so sweet to sit there as the sun came up, spending time with God together with my kids.
Miguel showed up right on time at 7:00 am. This time he had brought a rope to tie a few bags on top of the van since it had been such a tight fit before.  Now usually a 30 minute car ride to the airport wouldn't require much more than a prepositional phrase but this ride, well this ride needs a bit more explaining.
So to give a visual, we are crammed into a Toyota Sienna mini van.  You have Scott and Sammy riding in the far back.  Mary, Tyler and I are in the middle and JC is up front with the driver.  We have 2 large suitcases on top, then we have 6 carryons, 4 suitcases and a stroller packed in the between places (next to Scott, drivers armrest, etc). We are tight.
We are thrilled that the traffic seems very light this morning... None of that crazy driving from last week.  Until we saw a motorcycle sitting in the space where the guardrail should be dividing the highway - he's perpendicular to the road.  We've learned now that Miguel doesn't care for the driving in the Doninican Republic  and especially the motorcycles.  He taps JC and points at the bike, both laugh in spite of the language barrier.  We didn't move but held firm in our lane and we were headed straight towards the motorcycle.  As we got closer, I started to get nervous.   At the last minute the motorcyclist eased his bike backwards further into our lane... I literally let out a scream and ducked but Miguel swerved just in time.  Phew!  We all giggled nervously.
A little ways up the road we took the overpass toward Las Americas, the airport in Santo Domingo, as we came over the hill, Miguel starts motioning to tell us that he lives in the capital and starts pointing out the passenger window.  Suddenly Mary (from the middle row) shouted "car!" and points through the windshield.  We all turned to see a car headed straight for us!  Miguel slammed on his breaks and honked his horn, coming to a complete stop on the highway as the oncoming car passes us and continued up the wrong way.  We all giggled nervously again... I made eyes at Mary and moments later we were both relieved to pull up to the airport.  
Processing through the airport went smoothly, we arrived at our gate only a few minutes before boarding began so we made a quick stop for some breakfast.  Nothing on the menu for Sammy so we opted for two containers of Pringles (not sure if that's better than the french fries she's been eating).  We boarded our first flight to Miami, scheduled to be 2.5 hours.  Luckily we all had seats together. Sammy insisted that Mr JC sit by her so we adjusted a bit to please.  And it worked!  Sammy had a fabulous flight... She was calm and quiet the entire way. 
We had 2:45 hours until our next flight left but we needed to be approved by customs, recollect our luggage, and go through another security screening.  It took almost 1:45 to make it through.  There were only slight hiccups along the way and everyone was thrilled to officially be back in the United States.
We grabbed Wendys for lunch and were ready to board our 3-hr flight to Detroit.  This time it was just Sammy and I with the rest of our party a few rows back.  The flight was again surprisingly uneventful.  I kept the timer going and Sammy would ask occasionally how much longer, but that girl made it!  As we touched down, she turned and looked at me and shouted "I DID IT!"  There were quiet giggles from the other passengers... Completely unaware of the amazing accomplishment they were witness to.  She was so proud!!
We claimed our bags and took the shuttle back to our vehicle parked at the hotel - that was so slick!  
We were on the road just after 5:00 pm.  We grabbed McDonalds and Arbys to go and pulled into the driveway around 8:00 pm with two very tired kids.  13 hours of straight travel is bound to leave you a little ragged.  What a big day!