¡Hola todos! ¡Regreso! La Republica Dominicana es una isla muy bonita. ¡Las personas eran tan hermosas y el alimento era muy delicioso!
Hello everyone! I'm baaaack! The Dominican Republic is a very pretty island. The people were so beautiful and the food was very delicious!
Hello everyone! I'm baaaack! The Dominican Republic is a very pretty island. The people were so beautiful and the food was very delicious!
I am happy and sad to be back! Happy, because there is no place like home! Sad, because there was 80+ degree weather and sun everyday! I relaxed and relaxed and relaxed all day, everyday. My stay in the Dominican Republic was pretty much uneventful, just as I wanted it to be. The flight down there was another story. Despite the fact that everytime I get on an airplane, I conjure up awful images of the plane going down like it did on Lost, the flight was very smooth. I wish that I could say that it was uneventful. One word: KIDS!! Kids and the parents who let them act like lunatics!
I know it is really easy for someone like me who has no kids to complain and scrutinize people who let their children misbehave in public, but COME ON ALREADY!!! Just because your child is that, a child, that does not give them the OK to be BUCK WILD especially when it impedes on the comfort of others around them. Let's face it, you cannot or should I say SHOULD NOT have your children thinking it's alright to kick the back of a person's seat numerous times and not apologize for it. Damn, the parents could at least apologize FOR their children. Some people just don't have ANY manners!
My flight was supposed to leave at 1 pm. We got word that the flight was late coming from Santo Domingo into New York and that the plane would not be taking off until 2:30. At about 2:45, we started boarding the plane. All I know is that 2:45 soon or (not so soon) became 3:45 and then 4:45. Why? The plane could not take off until the latch on the medical kit inside the plane was repaired. Turns out that the plane was late coming to New York because it had to turn around and go back to Santo Domingo because one of the passengers required medical attention. So, my guess is that when the crew tended to the sick or injured passenger, the latch broke?!? OK, so it's 5:30 and the plane has finally taken off. I was doing OK until THOSE people allowed THEIR kids to run up and down the aisles of the freakin' plane!!!!! You know what? Enough about those damn people and their damn kids. I could go on and on about those damn kids but I will no longer.
We finally arrived in Santo Domingo and everything went smoothly from there. The flight was only 3 hours long. We got to our hotel at about 10:30 pm Dominican time (their an hour ahead of us here in NY). Not much went on for my mom and I that night, so we just chilled and soaked up the humidity. The next four days were sun-kissed, warm-weathered bliss! Moms and I basically chilled, laid on the beach and drank Pina Coladas among other things. I made sure every dime of that all-inclusive trip was utilized. I ate and ate and ate, drank and drank and drank, tanned and tanned and tanned.
The second night that I was there, a man sent me a drink. I didn't know that men still did that! Turns out he was a native by the name of Elvis. I didn't officially meet him until the next day, when he saw me by myself on the beach. He was a few years younger than me but a sweet guy nonetheless. He was only there for a day. He and some of his friends took a couple of days off from work to come to the beach. He was leaving that day and I guess he wanted to make sure we had a chance to speak. The people in D.R. were really pleasant and their skin was sooooooo beautiful. No blemishes, no acne, nada. Must be something in the water!
The timing for this trip could not have been any better. It was freakin' 12 degrees in NY when I was in D.R. I was soooooo happy not to be stuck at home like I was two years ago during that big a$ blizzard. When I got back to New York this time, the temperature had just broken 40 degrees. I had a wonderful time with my mom and read a great book entitled The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. If I had a book club, that book would be tops on my list! As for D.R., I will definitely go back again. The people were gracious, the food was delicious and the weather was beautiful. I would most likely stay at a resort on the Northern Coast so that I can see a different part of the island.
I know it is really easy for someone like me who has no kids to complain and scrutinize people who let their children misbehave in public, but COME ON ALREADY!!! Just because your child is that, a child, that does not give them the OK to be BUCK WILD especially when it impedes on the comfort of others around them. Let's face it, you cannot or should I say SHOULD NOT have your children thinking it's alright to kick the back of a person's seat numerous times and not apologize for it. Damn, the parents could at least apologize FOR their children. Some people just don't have ANY manners!
My flight was supposed to leave at 1 pm. We got word that the flight was late coming from Santo Domingo into New York and that the plane would not be taking off until 2:30. At about 2:45, we started boarding the plane. All I know is that 2:45 soon or (not so soon) became 3:45 and then 4:45. Why? The plane could not take off until the latch on the medical kit inside the plane was repaired. Turns out that the plane was late coming to New York because it had to turn around and go back to Santo Domingo because one of the passengers required medical attention. So, my guess is that when the crew tended to the sick or injured passenger, the latch broke?!? OK, so it's 5:30 and the plane has finally taken off. I was doing OK until THOSE people allowed THEIR kids to run up and down the aisles of the freakin' plane!!!!! You know what? Enough about those damn people and their damn kids. I could go on and on about those damn kids but I will no longer.
We finally arrived in Santo Domingo and everything went smoothly from there. The flight was only 3 hours long. We got to our hotel at about 10:30 pm Dominican time (their an hour ahead of us here in NY). Not much went on for my mom and I that night, so we just chilled and soaked up the humidity. The next four days were sun-kissed, warm-weathered bliss! Moms and I basically chilled, laid on the beach and drank Pina Coladas among other things. I made sure every dime of that all-inclusive trip was utilized. I ate and ate and ate, drank and drank and drank, tanned and tanned and tanned.
The second night that I was there, a man sent me a drink. I didn't know that men still did that! Turns out he was a native by the name of Elvis. I didn't officially meet him until the next day, when he saw me by myself on the beach. He was a few years younger than me but a sweet guy nonetheless. He was only there for a day. He and some of his friends took a couple of days off from work to come to the beach. He was leaving that day and I guess he wanted to make sure we had a chance to speak. The people in D.R. were really pleasant and their skin was sooooooo beautiful. No blemishes, no acne, nada. Must be something in the water!
The timing for this trip could not have been any better. It was freakin' 12 degrees in NY when I was in D.R. I was soooooo happy not to be stuck at home like I was two years ago during that big a$ blizzard. When I got back to New York this time, the temperature had just broken 40 degrees. I had a wonderful time with my mom and read a great book entitled The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. If I had a book club, that book would be tops on my list! As for D.R., I will definitely go back again. The people were gracious, the food was delicious and the weather was beautiful. I would most likely stay at a resort on the Northern Coast so that I can see a different part of the island.
