Camp David Ranch Hotel Resort Santiago

... imagine what it smells like, and what a health risk it is to live there.<br>I saw a little boy today.  He is 4 years old.  He lives with his parents and 4 siblings in a one-room "house" built out of rusted tin and tires.  Upon meeting him, I could tell that this child was gravely ill.  He contracted Dengue Fever over a week ago, was hospitalized, but released home.  I'm not sure ...

... only in underwear.  Sweet kids, but resorting to desperation (pinching others, manipulation, etc.) in order to get attention.  One child kept pinching the little girl I was holding!  So sad!  We will offer a health clinic to them on Thursday afternoon.  They speak mostly Creole, limited Spanish, so communication will be interesting.<br>We are watching Hurricane Bill, who looks like he ...

... help but think of the sign I have in our entryway "Please remove your shoes"!!!!  Yes, those of you who have removed your shoes in my entryway,are laughing.  It makes one wonder what is really important-<br> Yesterday, we held a clinic.  We served about 25 people over the span of about 6 hours.  It was exhausting.  Not only was a diagnoses/treatment involved, but to try and figure out what they were saying in Spanish!!  --Aye! <br>I ...

... to smile much.  He actually laughed out loud when we had some of the children "play" with a balloon.  So amazing!  At one point, I pulled a little fellow out of his crib and just held him, which was kind of tricky because his knees were contracted to the side, and almost at ninety degrees to his torso.<br>I am experiencing some touching moments here.  It makes me miss you all even more-<br>XOXOXOXX Lani<br><br> <br> 

... I would do anything like that and I'm really glad I did. The third day we did windsurfing and snorkeling (though I sat out the snorkeling because I didn't feel well). On the fourth day we left Cabarete for Las Terrenas. On the way we stopped at a couple of beaches and a lagoon, where a bunch of people jumped out of trees and off cliffs into the crystal blue water. Las Terrenas was another beach town like Cabarete. We stayed in a ...

... at each other with what looked like clubs. The men fought wildly, taking huge swings at each other and missing, when after a moment we realized with shock that the 'clubs' were actually machetes! Horrified, we watched as the men continued to try and chop at each other, fearing we were going to see a spray of blood erupt in the night air, but enable to tear our eyes away. One of the combatants, however, in an instant lost his nerve, and turned without warning and flew down the street ...

... home run club... Brian just interrupted this entry to tell George that Mr. Thomas just hit a homerun yesterday, and was 3 for 4 on the day. Steve and Brian got their seats for the next flight, and to make matters even better, found that the randomly assigned seats were in George's aisle, right next to him. The flight went without incident, the cloudy southern skies cleared up, and all were soon treated to a panorama of crystal blue water, with small islands, just thin scraps of ...

... It was quiet, and we weren't able to find the gay place we went the previous night. I think it must have been closed. Today starts out beautiful and sunny, but clouds roll in quickly and after we leave Santo Domingo and head into the mountains it begins to rain steadily. It is just a couple of hours drive to our adventure ranch in the interior region of the country. We eat lunch upon arrival, and since our rooms are not yet ready we decide to go ...

... and I have a new ¨best place to be hit on in the DR¨. Today we were at the mall in Santiago, in the bathroom, drying our hands, and a guy walks by the door, and was like ¨wow, what beautiful girls!¨ We were like, what the heck, we are in the bathroom, gross, go away! We realize that we are a walking show for the people here and get the most riduculous comments and come-ons of all time, but some places should really be off ...