Hotel Coyamar Las Terrenas

... somewhat explains the blank stares when I asked for frijoles), and within minutes of asking the Comedor lady about Emma (a.k.a. la gringa que cuida a los perros), we were on a motoconcho heading to her house. Surprise!!

I felt bad dropping in on her unannounced, but it was great to see her. We knew we were at the right house when five dogs bounded out to greet us. Emma arrived in Cabrera more than two years ago with virtually no Spanish, but ...

... were shocked - shocked! - that the terrace-level rooms were $15 for the two of us. The rooms are basic and the terrace isn't well-maintained, but we walked out of our room to a wide expanse of ocean and a little beach off to the side. Really, the hotel made my week.

As soon as we checked in we headed back out for Playa Grande, supposedly one of the prettiest beaches in the area. It's hard to know how ...

Despues, fui en el autobus a el Parque Nacional los Haitses. Fui a mirar los aves y las flores y la vida de marina. Fui a acampar en el parque. Fui a comer la comida de tradicionales en el restaurante en el parque. Fui a comer champola, cual fue leche con guanábana. Me recomiendo que saca muchos fotos porque el bosque es muy bonito.

Hello Friends! April has arrived and the world is heating up a lot! Cinderella, my 9 month old puppy, and I are doing alright although she did eat something terribly toxic this week. We gave her a round of antibiotics and I believe she is on the up and up now. Semana Santa begins tomorrow and the beaches in Samana will be very crowded. I hope to stay away from all the people. This week ...

This weekend I travelled with six other girls to the Samaná peninsula. We arrived Friday afternoon and it poured down rain for the rest of the night. We also had an hour-long debate about which hotel to stay at because our original plans turned out to be much more expensive. But we ended up at a fairly nice place right on the beach. To my surprise there are a lot of businesses run by foreigners in ...

... am on the plane ride home. But here is what has been going on since we last were together.... My last months have been summerized by one thing:::: Camps CAMPS and MORE CAMPS!!!! My only experiences in camps were band and church camps growing up (don´t snicker, I take my nerdom with pride) and now my experiences in running them has been an experience I´ll never forget! Camp number 1: Las Taranas. My friend Iris, another volunteer in the Info Tech sector has been ...

... spoke more about history and the lessons it taught, as France has learned many during its rise and fall as an empire and world power and can no doubt see aspects of its own hyper-inflated self-image and arrogance in the young World Warrior. But France learned by bitter experience where that leads to, as will the US, for you cannot deny that all empires eventually expire. While I enjoyed the palaver we had engaged in as the sun began to set, I ...

... the locals realised that there was more money to be made out of serving beer than washing cars, so the Car Wash part of the deal was removed. But they retained their name. Hence if anyone says to you they are ¨going to the Carwash¨, they are actually going out drinking and dancing in the open air. This is the true Dominican going out experience. The locals bump away, packed into a tiny dancefloor. Cheap beers are served, mostly by underaged girls to adults, who then pass ...

... Although, one did get his eye pecked out and was twitching on the mat before they scooped him up so I think death is quite common; it just doesnt happen in front of the spectators.) And the best part of it all was that I took my fellow volunteer, one Matt Haygood of Atlanta, for forty pesos, and was 2-0 on the day. Unfortunately, Matt quickly won his 40 pesos back in a game of dominoes, but I still felt like a winner. Oh, and my host family ...

... chips and dips, spreads, salsa, more than enough drinks for everyone. There was a pool in the back that was wonderful. However, I did not get in. I just sat along the edge and dipped my feet in for the feeling. It was wonderful just chatting with people and relaxing. They let us take hot showers and clean-up before we left, which for me was heaven. This house was like out a dream. It was like we stepped of the street into a different world. The differences between ...