Grand Paradise Samana
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- Continental Breakfast
- Outdoor pool
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... different shades of blue, green, and turquoise because of its clarity and the light and varying sand color in the shallows. So this is what a perfect beach looks like? I guess I have to admit that being more of a mountain man I’m not too much of a connoisseur of beaches, but lack of crowds, colorful water, palm trees near the shore line, and green hills across the bay works for me!
On my third day based on Samana I drove ...
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 ...
... on the beach including a hummingbird which you can just see at the top of one of the photos I will add here. On the day when we went on our trip, people from other hotels were going to spend the afternoon on our island's public beach as part of their excursion. There's quite a few shops and restaurants on there during the day. We can go on there if we want to, but there's no point when it's busy with intruders and all the sellers try to sell you stuff. It's much nicer when ...
... cocktails? Do we take the lilo or not? Sleep or read? As you can see, each day has been a struggle.... Last night we ate at Don Pablo, the gourmet restaurant. It was nice. We both had crab cream, then Simon had tuna tartare, filet mignon and creme brûlée. I had baked Camembert, seabass and crab and a Mille Feuille which was basically baked caramelised apples so I'm not quite sure what they think Mille Feuille means. Today we went on our rescheduled trip to Los Haities ...
... at the unlit corner of two dirt roads. With no cell phone to call, I was wondering where all the motoconchos went (motor bike taxis) and debating how I thought I should tackle the two miles to the hotel I reserved, Rancho La Cueva, when a tall, John-Goodman-sized man stumbled past me. He didn't even see me so I called out to him to ask if there was a motoconcho or any kind of taxi to get me to the hotel. He advised me, in between a string ...