Paraiso de Colon
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... I'm not used to. As a group all 90 of us walked up and down the neighborhood street making as much noise as possible. Banging on plastic bottles, screaming and cheering for our groups, los torros, las tigers, y los lions. When we made it back to the school we had cake, and Francesca came up and used her English Spanish mix to ask me to find the markers so that we could sign each others shirts. That girl is a natural born leader, and I love thinking about what she'd be up to ...
... and rest as we digest). The resting has mostly been playing cards or walking next door to la centro de dulce for snacks. On our first day there the owner invited us behind the counter, and next to the snack food I saw she was prepping a dead chicken on the top of a cardboard box!
After lunch we went back for a quick change then off to the beach, for a bonus excursion.
Sucking up that part of the culture felt so lucky. The kids were such ...
... of their starting price.
After shopping we had dinner at the hotel, and threw a quincianos party for Kayley
The teachers insisted on giving her the maximum interpretation on the Dominican tradition of splashing water in the face of the birthday girl-- they decided to surprise her with a toss in the pool. They pulled her aside with an apology for ...
... t seem slower at all. But then as you are standing at the side of the road,
waiting for the public transportation to show up and hoping that there will be
at least 4 seats, you realized that everything is run on its own time and in
its own ways. Nothing really runs on a schedule, and if it does, it seems to be
negotiable. For instance, I needed to have some photos developed and asked the
lady at the store what her hours were. She stated 9-6 but then followed it ...
... tell them where you are staying so we can all leave and have a cocktail."
We eventually gave our details to the helpful lady and found our taxi driver to take us to Natura Cabana.
This truly is paradise. Zoica has a special talent for finding these amazing places. With waves crashing behind us, we check in and quickly as for the nearest supermarket still open at 6pm on a Sunday. Our happy taxi delivered us to ...