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... reached by boat that automobile, but the winding road through small villages was not a bad one and the final approach from the hills to the beach did provide the sensation of arriving at a remote tropical paradise.
Playa Rincon is palm-fringed with very white sand and two crescent shaped beaches on either side of a small headland, one with the rough surf of the open Atlantic, the other the tranquil waters of a sheltered bay. The water ...
... in the D.R. to be quite tolerable and didn’t even miss air
conditioning the several nights I stayed in places that were only equipped with
a ceiling fan.
I found my own private beach at Playa Las Flechas east of
Samana, one of the places that make the claim of being the first place in
Hispaniola Columbus went ashore. It was my kind of beach – one where I was the
only one on it and the waves were strong enough to make frolicking in the water
Well it's now Sunday and sadly we leave tomorrow. We've had a lovely last day with our time split between the beach and pools and enjoyed lots of lilo fun. We are sad to be leaving because we don't want to have to go back and do thinking and jobs. The only good thing about leaving tomorrow is that the world's most annoying group of Americans arrived last night with unbelievably loud voices whooping and hollering over the most ridiculous things, carrying massive flasks and ...
... 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.