Stepping off the plane, I wasn't sure what to expect. Humidity made my sweatshirt feel so heavy. It all happened fast. We went from a plane tarmac to an un-airconditioned bus. Then we were shipped to the airport and the long line for customs. Once we passed the security guards and strange smells, we were led to an Apple representative who wasn't sure we were supposed to be there. After about 30 minutes, a short stocky man in a bright purple and red shirt came back with a few papers. He said "Follow me!" We were promptly put into a tiny yellow car, heading to our resort...or so we hoped!
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