I'm sorry, i'm going to get tar & feathered here for what i'm about to tell you, but please, although i firmly believe in what i'm about to share with you, please take it with a grain of salt because my opinions seldom matter to anyone but my pet monkey.
I don't get Santiago. Never have. I mean that. I really don't understand the desire to live there. I've been going there since when they had the big 7up can at the entrance of the city in early 70's. My Aunts are retired doctors still living in the city. But look, If you're not there for either work or family, then why, for the love of god, would you want to be there on purpose when you could be living in front of an ocean which wraps around the island 360 degrees.
Most people's dream is to live on an island. A place where you can wake up and smell the ocean breeze and then walk down to the beach barefoot. If you can't be right up against the ocean, then i think most people would agree, they would like to be within walking distance of the water.
Living so far inland that you are surrounded by city trash, pollution, traffic, and UFO's, I'm sorry, i don't get that...but look, i'm not right in the head. You got people working and slaving their whole fu^%king lives--killing themselves for the Man--and then are you telling me that their dream is to move 5000 miles to an island in the middle of the Caribbean ocean only to be stuck in some polluted and Dante traffic Inferno? Really? With thousands of beaches and prime beach real-estate surrounding an island in the Caribbean...and you want to be where...in the middle of a fuc&king dump? I'm sorry, Santo Domingo and Santiago are traffic congested Dante Infernos with ugly concrete jungle buildings left over from every 70's blaxploitation movie ever conceived. The only thing missing are beat-up 70's Datsun truck and cars to populate the roadways...wait...those are there already populating the roadways.
Are you telling me that Santiago and Santo Domingo are some dream come true for people coming from landlocked towns and villages that pepper the North America and European landscape? If you are in either one of these concrete jungles for either work or family, then yes, of course i understand that...I get that. I lived in Bonao for nearly 20 years because of my father, uncles, aunts, and cousins, but like all smart Dominicans, when the weekend came, i got the hell out of dodge and ran to the beach where the women, football, bikinis, boobs, and the pina colodas are served out of fresh pineapples under coconut trees. Are you telling me that you would rather be sitting in some bar or restaurant surrounded by four moldy concrete walls then sitting underneath a canopy of coconut and palm trees swaying on the beach and watching curvy bodies walk past piercing the water main and sewage lines with their high heels?
I'm sorry, I don't get it...and neither does any of my Dominican family members who would much rather be living in a beachfront condo then sitting in Cibao Valley surrounded my mosquitos as big as a dog and enduring rain every evening. The only thing keeping my faimly away from the beach are their businesses. When they come up to visit Cabarete and eat at Gorditos and have fresh mojitos at Mojito Bar on the beach, they don't want to return back home. And why would they? It's more laid back, less traffic, less polluted, and a better atmosphere here on the beach then in a passola congested hellhole of a town in the middle of the island.
I could go on but i'm going to put my armor suit on and get ready for everyone in Cibao valley, Santiago, and Santo Domingo to get on the defensive here and tell me why their towns are so great and wonderful, and how the traffic isn't really that bad between the hours of 12am and 4am in the morning.
PS. Please remember...i'm not right in the head.
Love Frank