I've said it a million times. The best stress-free time you'll find in the DR are with other tourists looking to score.
No third world tales of woe, no "my daughter's sick",, no "I need a telephone", and they are down for whatever. No dead fish in the sack, no "come and meet my cousin" (I mean my husband) and my little brothers and sisters (I mean, my children), no phone calls having to hear the calamities that befall them like a perpetual Hurricane Katrina.
You're on vacation-have fun and leave the BS at home, where it will be waiting for you the second you get back home.
It is pathetic the way some Dominicans lose their shame when they're trying to run game on a tourist. The more they're ignored, the more they'll either step up their game and focus on performance instead of the constant scamming or go home. Many are incapable of figuring this out even if you explain it to them, regardless of the fact that it makes them less and less attractive with every subsequent trip. Just watching it from afar is nauseating.
But it is also the fault of the tourists. They'll settle for anything as long as someone is paying even the least bit of attention to them. The tourists I've seen with an actual dimepiece have been far and few between. Not that looks are everything, but if you're going to engage in a shallow, meaningless vacation relationship, might as well go for the gusto and bust out the pimp cup to the max.
The best thing one can do is unceremoniously sack someone who ain' making you happy. That'll teach 'em to get it right and stop with the bullshyte of throwing all their (for the most part) contrived problems on you.
