New Pics!! AIRPORT ENTERTAINMENT

After our harrowing taxi ride to the Road Town Airport on Tortola we had about six hours to kill waiting for our flight.  Chloe sat and read a book and played games on her ipad... 

...but this was not enough amusement for the boys. 

This poor little island airport was about to be overtaken by two teenaged boys in search of entertainment.  They had no trouble inventing a wide variety of boredom busters.  

Entertaining activities included: chasing chickens, indoor small bird watching, and flying paper airplanes.  

A solid hour was spent trying to locate the four power outlets hidden at the terminal from which to charge their battery-diminished devices.  One was found in the most random and death-defying location perched precariously over a second story balcony.  

Next came the hunt for the coveted secret internet passwords so they could get some wi-fi.

Later, from the location of the upstairs power outlet the tossing golf ball sized paper wads commenced.  A rain of oversized wads rained down from above much to the vexation of nearby passengers.  

After wearing out their welcome inside the airport they took to the streets outside where they invented what should be added to our ever growing list of exciting new x-games sports—Jumping 3^rd world street gutters.  In this endeavor, Sev had a minor set-back and returned to the airport with a slight limp and had to change his shorts.

Sev wouldn't jump again for the video

Apparently he had only one good pair of shorts left

and he was wearing them!

Later, Sev made an imaginary friend out of Connor’s skim board...

...while Connor was delighted to discover that the hand dryers in the public bathroom worked well as a substitute hair dryer.  Connor seemed a bit out of sorts not having fashion hair while on the boat.

Checking out of the British Virgin Islands by boat cost us seventy-five cents for all five of us to sail out, but here at the airport, we were taxed $100 to depart via air.

I guess it was a small price to pay considering the chickens the boys traumatized, the birds they scared, the internet they sapped, the people mauled by paper airplanes and paper balls, not to mention the power grid sucking amounts of electricity we parasited. 

I’d say we got our money’s worth in entertainment.

At long last it was time to board the airplane.