The bus ride is still a blur. My feet were dangling, Dash was all too sleepy, pacifier in mouth, I couldn't quite sleep but we made it. We boarded the plane a little after 7AM and took of at 720. Take off was pretty smooth, no problem with Dash. But the plane ride itself was hellish. We spent almost the whole hour chasing after the baby monster. Landing time was even harder as Dash refused to be held on my lap or on anybody's lap. But otherwise, we made it. We are on an island resort without much guests.