Travel Blogs from Cabarete
... I asked the
guide if it was alright if I climbed to a different jumping spot, she automatically said, "Of course you can," instead of the expected, "No, the jumping point is here," that I would have gotten at most such attractions in the U.S. And best of all, we spent a whole lot of time just
being, and it was good, really good.
Sadly, I don't know if there is a way to live this lesson out at home, as our culture thrives on being busy. But best I can, I intend to ...
... as I write this that I truly have the best family ever. Not once did they make fun of me for being scared of fish or tell me that it was stupid to have a fear of something so harmless. Instead of telling me to just get in the water, they stayed by my side and helped me through every step. And so, with the help of my amazing family and my Lord and Savior by my side, I overcame my fear.
I can do all things through Him who strengthens me ...
... up truck towards the nearest exit. The two were struggling a bit as they were trying to steer and push. As we passed I knew we
should stop but automatically mom mode took over and I went the safe route and
kept driving. I regret that moment. I am sure those two guys made it to the
exit no problem as it really wasn't all that far. But we missed an opportunity
to show God's love in a practical way. Who knows, maybe we would have had an
... why surfers are addicted to their sport.
After our surfing fun we headed back to the hotel and later that evening it was time for our closing dinner. Pirates of the Caribbean of course. I did not know Jack Sparrow vacationed in Cabarete. :). Our friend Chris was a great Captain Jack. There were some great costumes. It will be sad to say goodbye to new and old friends tomorrow - but it is not really goodbye. As the Hawaiians say it - this is not goodbye just until we meet ...
... I was thanking her, she asked if I was Domincan because my hair was black and it was frizzy. I told her that I am Filipino and that my hair is like my Mom's. She was just so personable.
I picked up my umbrella, headed back to ILAC. On the way I took a bunch of pictures of the butterflies and the murals in Salcedo.
we came back, I packed for this weekend, ate dinner of fried chicken and mashed potatoes with salad, then I journaled. Examen with Fr. Bill and then bed!