My Two Weeks in the DR and Puerto Rico

I will start at the most interesting point, on the flight from Miami to Santo Domingo. I met a knockout gorgeous woman from Slovenia. But on most of the flight we only spoke to each other. When I heard her speak in French, I thought to myself: Self, you don't know any French, so leave her alone. So I did for most of the trip. Well, we started talking as we exited the plane. I was excited to know she spoke English. She planned to go to Caribe Tours in SD for a bus trip to Caberete. We ended up sharing a taxi after getting a phone from Viva. $20 for phone plus I added $40 worth of minutes for the whole trip. We planned on talking because I had also planned a trip north to Sosua (near Caberete) either Friday or Saturday. As we rode in the taxi, she was making contact with her friend already there. Her friend told her not to come because of the heavy storms. I then offered to share my room until she was able to make her trip. I am staying at the Mercure on El Conde in the Zona Colonial. We showered, changed and headed out for food. She had heard Pica Pollo had good food. Well, we were directed to a resteraunt that had NO visible name on El Conde that was supposed to be Pica Pollo. The food was not freshly prepared, so I rated it an "hmmm, no comment!" after that less than pleasing meal, we walked toward the river (east on El Conde) and came across a music video being shot on the stairs leading down to the river. the Director asked her to dance with him and she was more than willing. In my view, she is going to outshine him in the video. After that, we decided to walk back (west) on El Conde to the other end. When we arrived across the street from the park with all the pics on the fence, we decided to walk further. We came across a REAL PICA POLLO resteraunt were the food looked more freshly prepared by Dominicans. We planned to stop there the next day. We kept walking looking for a dance club but ended up walking miles further westbound. Then the lightening, thunder and rains came pouring down on us. We stopped under a bus shelter hoping the rains would stop quickly. It didn't, so we caught a taxi. The driver decided during the trip he didn't want to go back toward ourhotel after he dropped off another passenger. We immediately exited and waited again for a legitimate taxi. We stood under an awning shelter and some ladies we met flagged down a taxi. By the time we made it back to the west end of El Conde, we exited the taxi and walked back to the hotel. We changed into some dryer clothes and went to the hotel resteraunt to plug into the net and get some drinks. The Presidente I was served was really cold and hit the spot. After dealing with the off and on wifi, we headed back to the room. We shared conversation and pics on my computer until we crashed. I was knocked out in minutes. End of day one

The day started late in the morning for me. She went to breakfast and I slept a while longer. The hotel offered fresh fruit, eggs, bacon, breads & jams, and juice. She brought me a bowl of fruit that was really good!

After getting dressed, we headed to an old fort on the river, took pics, then continued on our adventure toward the Carribean. Walked past the huge statute of Fay Anton...(lost my note on the full name). Walked along the outer drive until we reached the Intercontinental Hotel with the Atlantis Casino inside. I was getting hungry now, so we headed back to the Independencia Park; that had all the pictures on the outside of the fence surrounding the park. She is part of an internet group that hosts other people in the group when they travel to that city.

We were picked up by her friend on the website and headed to Chinatown for lunch. I know people joke that there is a Chinatown in almost every city in the world, but I didn't have any preconceived thought about seeing one here. The Service was less than good, but the food was tasty. We went clothes shopping afterwards and headed back to the hotel down El Conde.

We ended up waiting for her friend to return because we were planning to go to a cockfighting event. By the time he returned, we decided that was not a good idea because of the far distance and neighborhood. We walked to El Comair for some large bottles of Presidente. We walked back to Colon Park to listen to some "african-latin" music being played by 6 guys under the statute of Christopher Colon. We stayed there for quite a while before separating. He went home and we went looking for a dance club. No one was dancing at several clubs we past. We ended up back at the hotel calling it a night.

End of day two.

Im considered "friend" because of a new love she has with a young guy living in Costa Rica. So no xrated version..., yet! ;-) In my younger days I would have done the classic "oops, I was dreaming and rolled over and stuck you!"

Wow, I have not added to this thread. Yes, I did not try the "oops" bit that used to work in my younger days. We are very good friends to this day and communicate ia Facebook. We ended up staying until the weekend in SD. Then her friend finally showed up and we drove to Cabarete. So I never made it to Sosua to party because I ws having such a great time in Cabarete. The trip north was not without problems. There was a big protest in a town where the poeple wre burning tires and logs in the middle of the mountainous road. We could go back but that would have added at three more hours to the road trip. So we waited until the Policia arrived and restored enough order for us to drive through the town. We finally arrived at the Hostel late that night.

The next morning we headed to the beach. The sand and water were great. Just what I needed. At the hostel we met a few more people and made it a group vacation. The working girls weren't as agressive as Boca Chica, but they stared at you pretty intensely to get your attention. The working guys were the same way to the two women in our group. We went to Bamba (I think that was the name) Bar next to Jose O'Toole's (LOL!) every night. I liked Cabarete so much, I may retire there.

JDJones said:

Paragraphs are your friend. (see above)

I'm waiting for part two.

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I was using my iPad's keyboard, and if I hit "return key", that info would be added to the thread, not a new line for paragraphs.

Eddy said:

Never mind part 2 I want the X-Rated version of part 1.

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Sorry Eddy, no xrated version.