i to myself; jill to everyone else: planes, trains & automobiles...

The Peninsula House Diaries...

planes… I arrived in Flint, MI by car with 10 minutes to check email prior to boarding my flight to Atlanta, GA… in Atlanta I quickly hopped on the train… to tram me to the complete opposite end of the airport with no time to spare, and quickly boarded my connecting flight to Miami, FL… Once in Miami… I walked the airport horseshoe to sit for 10 minutes prior to boarding the 747 jet to the Dominica Republic…

Arriving in Santo Domingo, I was quickly picked up by the local airport transportation company, AERODOMCA. They were efficient and professional. As a stranger in a strange land, I had my reservations… but, I had come this far… it was in God’s hands now… The staff greeted me with a hand-made welcome sign bearing my name. Easy enough I thought… they escorted me through the airport. I felt like a celebrity being directed around… such special treatment. I didn’t even have to wait in any lines… they hustled me through the airport and auto shuttled me over to the airport hub where I immediately boarded a private small engine plane equipped with two very young pilots… cute too… ;) Okay I thought, here we go… it was beautiful! There was barely enough room for me and my carry-on bag in the back seat of the three seat plane. But, we all fit like bugs in a rug, and immediately took off for Las Terrenas.

Travel Tip: http://www.aerodomca.com/ … very much worth the extra $ for the private plane!

The area was beautifully capped with serene beaches, palm trees and beautiful countryside. The city of Las Terrenas itself, was a different invitation into a culture and lifestyle I had not been exposed to before. I took a taxi to arrive at The Peninsula House, and made my way through town. My taxi driver who's family owned much property in the immediate area, was very proud of his family and his house (which I must say, was one of the best homes in the area). He gave me a complete guided tour through town… a very pleasant and kind fellow. I felt grateful for him and his sense of accomplishment/pride. I was very grateful for having the blessing of meeting him, feeling and knowing his joy “of country and home” through his eyes, smiles, and heartfelt love.