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I spent the next two days engaged in about the closest thing to a beach vacation I'd spend in the Dominican Republic with two daytrips from Samana town to other parts of the Peninsula. On Sa*************ed northeast to Las Galeras, a sleepy beach town near its northeastern corner. A short distance away lies Playa Rincon, said to be one of the two or three most beautiful beaches in the Dominican Republic. Playa Rincon is certainly quite remote and ...
15th and no whale watching excursions begin before that date.
The north coast has a wetter climate and lusher vegetation
than the southern part of the D.R. or interior valleys in the rain shadow of
mountain ranges. So for four days the weather would alternate through the day between
hot humid sunshine and short torrential downpours even though the winter months
are considered the dry season. That said, though, I generally found the ...
... buggered off and there's no one around. Tonight we are going back to Don Pablo gourmet restaurant as it's our last night. We've got to pack as well because we have to have checked out by 9.30 - our boat for the mainland leaves at 10. It's going to be a very long today tomorrow. We're due back in Manchester on Tuesday morning at 6. I'll add some more photos now. See you soon - we hope the weather gets a bit better in the UK ready for our return. It looks awful! Love Julie and Simon ...
... 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.