Our flight to St. Thomas left in the morning and we are always nervous about rush hour traffic, so we booked a Park, Sleep, Fly hotel that let us leave our car parked on site and shuttled us to O'Hare. When we booked the room it included breakfast, but at check in the clerk said, "We don't do that anymore." When we checked in to the flight from home, our boarding pass said we were eligible for security pre-check so we waltzed right past the friendly folks from Homeland Security without disrobing and unpacking and had plenty of time for an overpriced Egg McMuffin.
Ironically, it too us longer to fly to St. Thomas than to fly to London a month ago. The keyword here is "nonstop" flight. One of the things we love about living in Chicagoland is being able to fly efficiently to many parts of the world. To get to St. Thomas we had to connect in Atlanta, Miami, or San Juan. We decided on San Juan, because it would get us most of the way here and avoid those busy airports and it gave us a chance to try Jet Blue, which w had heard good things about. Just before we left for England, Expedia told us that our flight to St. Thomas had been cancelled and we would have to overnight in San Juan. We love San Juan, but this would have been a huge waste of time without getting to enjoy anything in San Juan. So we cancelled that booking and started over. It was easy to rebook the Jet Blue flight to Puerto Rico; it was only 2/3full, but the only connection available meant waiting three hours. One hour was easy to kill having lunch; Jet Blue had very comfortable, spacious seats as we had heard, but the four hour flight did not include a meal.
The last leg was on a prop plane, so small that they took carry ons and purses away and put them in the hold. That was OK since we saw them put onboard. Transferring planes and airlines always makes travelers worry about losing luggage. Flying through thunderheads meant for a bit of turbulence and it was reassuring to see the lights of St. Thomas below. This flight will be much more fun on the way back when we fly in day light.
Our condo hosts met us at the airport door with the car we will be renting from them and took us to the condo where we will stay until we move on to St. John for the big wedding. The route was twisting and winding and when they told us the GPS folks had not mapped their neighborhood properly, we lost our desire to go out for dinner. A bottle of water and bag of trail mix assuaged the hunger pains and the travel day was over.