The long trip from Chicago to St Lucia.

Chicago Travel Blog

 › entry 2 of 15 › view all entries
Our plane to paradise.
Today Steve and I left our home at 5:30 - not so bright, but definitely early.  It's cold here, and we are very ready for some carefree sunshine and happiness. We are excited to get back in the water for some diving, oh, and we also have a secret: we will be getting married while on this vacation. Steve and I have lived together for 12 years now ... let me tell you, this news will surprise everyone! Not even our parents know about the impending nuptuals.

We caught our flight from O'Hare without incident, although I would not have been surprised if the sheer weight of our luggage would have delayed things. Dive gear: heavy! My camera stuff: heavier!  We were very content and comfy in our business class seats, which were scored with frequent flyer miles.
Hanging out at O'Hare.
Our 3-1/2 hour layover in Puerto Rico was unfortunate: too much time to kill, but not enough time to explore old San Juan. So we just...hung out. If you have ever been to this airport you know there are certainly better places to hang out in this world.

Our flight from Puerto Rico to St. Lucia was in a smaller plane, and it took about 3-1/2 hours, so we landed pretty late. Steve gave the airport porter guy $10 to move our luggage about 30 yards - oops. (We thought he was with the hotel and there to pick us up.)  Outside, our van was indeed waiting to pick us up, but the traveling was far from over. We had a 1-1/2 hour drive-of-horrors over some seriously treacherous windy, bumpy roads before finally arriving at Anse Chastenet resort just before 11pm.  Looooong travel day!

There was just enough time to buy two beers before the bar closed - that as a close one! Then the wonderful, kind, beautiful receptionist suggested we go directly to our room and fill out the paperwork tomorrow. No arguments there from the tired travelers.

The resort is on a cliff, with the reception area at the top and the dive shop (and our room) at the bottom on the beach. We were happy to have our bags brought for us, as the stairs are a little scary in the dark. Our room was lovely, with a huge bathroom and a netted king bed.  There was also a nice surprise for us: they had left "cold plates" for our dinner, and mine was even vegetarian - a salad, veggies, some sort of fritter, and a roll. Steve was happy with his lamb chop.  They also left a huge plate of fruit...what excellent, thoughtful service!  We could not have been happier as we ate on our comfortably furnished balcony.  We didn't waste a whole lot of time eating there, as that nice soft bed was calling to us and we were oh-so-tired...

Join TravBuddy to leave comments, meet new friends and share travel tips!
Our plane to paradise.
Our plane to paradise.
Hanging out at OHare.
Hanging out at O'Hare.
photo by: mahoney