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... s brains in. I hope they drink so much Ron punch tonight that they end up in Ron induced comas until we leave. I will add some photos to show you some bits of the resort that we hadn't told you about. The public beach is really nice - we have had some nice walks on there both at night and during sunset. After 6, the beach becomes hotel property so all the boats have to leave. This is the section of the beach that was the setting for the old Bacardi advert. We saw some ...
... cocktails? Do we take the lilo or not? Sleep or read? As you can see, each day has been a struggle.... Last night we ate at Don Pablo, the gourmet restaurant. It was nice. We both had crab cream, then Simon had tuna tartare, filet mignon and creme brûlée. I had baked Camembert, seabass and crab and a Mille Feuille which was basically baked caramelised apples so I'm not quite sure what they think Mille Feuille means. Today we went on our rescheduled trip to Los Haities ...
... for the Caribbean. Eastern Dominican Republic was due to experience the storm during the night. And by 9, it was proper chucking it down with rain and thundering and lightning. I didn't like it much. It rained really heavily most of the night but it wasn't very windy so the storm wasn't that intense. We've woken up this morning and it looks like the rain has stopped so hopefully it has passed over. What drama. I hope it doesn't interrupt today's lilo ...
... a mansion in a small beach village in the north of Samana, and 16 of us piled in for three nights of partying. The house looked like a drug lord owned it, and was just 15 mins walk from an incredible beach.
The first day we went to Playa Rincon which is meant to be one of the nicest beaches in the Caribbean. We played, drank beer and sun bathed for the whole day, ...
... there, so I forget to apply my trusty SPF 50. So I’m out there soaking in the UVA and UVB like a sponge. Red. Hot. Ouch.
Day 3…new plan. Boy obviously needs to eat and sleep at a certain schedule. So Farida stays back and Callista and I go to the beach. I pack the fly rod with heroic aspirations of heaving a nice, fresh fish over my shoulder…maybe a shark, and bringing sustenance back to my hungry family.