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Sosua was an absolutely beautiful little beach town and unforgettable travel experience. We had no idea where we were and no information on things like hotels and restaurants or hospitals for that matter. For all we knew Sosua could have been a tourists worst nightmare. Thankfully it was NOT! We grabbed a taxi and in the best Spanish I knew I asked …
... and visit with their neighbors. The people who run the villa where
we are staying, have people over and eat or just sip wine and talk and laugh at
least 6 nights a week! Apparently, people are not too busy with their
schedules, or don't mind missing the latest episode of Breaking Bad.
And I have noticed something else that goes right along with being still. In the DR, you
have to learn to let go. In the U.S., for various reasons, we have a lot of
Written by Megan.
Most of you may not know this, but I have a fear a fish. I do not know why it started but I just hate being in the water with fish. The last two times our family has gone snorkeling, I stayed on the boat and waited till it was time to go back to land. The thing I hate about my fear of fish is that, I missed that opportunity to share that experience with the people I love most. Fear is one of those things the devil likes to use to ...
... slept' very loosely as between the fear, the incessant
barking of the dogs and the consistent car alarms (at least 5 a night) going off, sleep wasn't really happening.
As you can imagine, the hope of not having to spend another night under those conditions,
was tear worthy. After service, Mike and Toni introduced us to some people that
they thought we may be able to serve with and then they drove us to look at the
lodging they suggested. ...
... And my hand tightens around the markers. Finally the carro comes and I hand the kid some
pesos and drive away with our pizza. The sad part, I gave him the pesos not so
he could go get something to eat, I gave him the pesos so my conscience would
shut up while I ate my cold pizza! The worst kind of pizza there is.
On a side note, I ended up eating my slices on the drive and then on the walk home, I gave my
crust to a hungry dog I met along the way. His ...