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escalator, and down to the baggage claim area. Amidst the waiting crowd, he finds a
spot along the baggage carousel; then waits like other tourists for his luggage.
Punta Cana International Airport
LIMOSINE, TAXI & SUTTLE WAITING AREA
A few minutes later -- Alonzo steps outside of the Airport -- pushing a cart
with his luggage. Along the curbside are all kinds of vehicles -- waiting for family
members -- loading or unloading passengers. To his 2 O’clock is a parked
complimentary shuttle service. A middle-age gentleman with a low, thick black hair
-- wearing a gray and black well-trimmed goatee, and a tan uniform -- spots Alonzo.
With a folded piece of paper in hand, the Chauffer immediately unlocks the doors to
the Shuttle, descends from the Shuttle, and takes a few steps toward Alonzo.
“Welcome to Punta Cana, Mr. Thomas … My name’s Miguel.”
“Hola, cómo estás, Miguel?” extending his right hand.
“Estoy bien, Señor Thomas,” shaking hand. “May I assist you with your
luggage?”
“Yes, please --"
“-- No worries, Señor Thomas.”
“Alonzo … You may call me Alonzo.”
“Bien, Alonzo.”
