Departure



Overhead shot of the NAS airport



              The time has come, the time to officially depart from Nasssau came upon us. We all grabbed our belongings, bid farewell to Captain Jeff, and piled into the car waiting to take us to the Nassau, Bahamas airport. We were scrunched and it was hot, we rode into the car for no more than 10 minutes. During the drive to NAS we all were suprisingly watchful our our surroundings. Some of the things I noticed were: fruit stands on the side of the road, school kids playing soccer, and drivers sitting on the right side of the car. I was snapped out of my trance the moment we pulled up to the airport. We got out thanked the driver and walked throught the entrance. The first thing I saw in that airport was a woman, about 55, wearing jeggings, studded boots, and a black lace top. On top of that, she sounded like she had been smoking for about 30 years. I would be lying if I said that it didn't amuse me, soon enough everybody else saw this woman too. After getting our passports checked we headed strait for security.

            Well, in security you are required to take your shoes off, chug all the water you have left in your bottle, and stuff everything  you have into one bag. Kristin had a problem with stuffing all of her things into on bag. When we were at the market Kristin had bought a purse. Unfortunately, this purse had to be stuff into Kristin's severely over-packed bag. After a few minuted and more than enough confused stares, Kristin managed to make it work. We then passed through security without any problems and headed to our gate. All of the gates were suprisingly open and had many more stands than in the U.S.. It was very bright, it made me very cheerful. There was even an ocean theme, the walls were aqua, and the carpet was turquoise. To make all of this even better there was a Dunkin Donuts! Even though there were no coolatas, it still was delicious. Suddenly, a gasp came from Elinor, she forgot to buy gifts for her family. Kristin also forgot to buy a gift for her dad. Off they went scrutinizing the stands for gifts while Mrs. Pollitt, Anne, Eleanor, and I relaxed.