Many Dominicans do NOT believe in respecting their neighbors desire for quiet evenings or nights after a long day of work. After four months living on this beautiful island I have more love for its landscape than its people. Roaming dogs barking senselessly at 3AM or the roosters joining in the ruckus before it's time to wake up, I am having a WTF moment. A unique business opportunity bought me back to the DR but this **** gets old real quick for me because I have common sense and Dominicans are accustomed to being loud and accept it. BULLA, BULLA, BULLA. I recall talking to a hotel owner near Mao, Verde who grew up under Trujillo. Although he was despicable (overall) there was less bulla during his reign and certainly NO megawatt speakers promoting vegetables up and down residential streets at 8AM on a weekend. Oh, and there was less crime. It's now 11:23PM and the dog across the street has shut up for now. The neighbor that woke me with her Karaoke moment has piped down for now. I am writing from Constanza, one of the most picturesque areas in the DR. I didn't expect to lose sleep over bulla here. I mean, Constanza of all places. But I must not forgot where I actually am on the Earth's map. Sweet dreams-- BULLA.