Grand Paradise Samana
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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Travel Blogs from Las Galeras
... 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 ...
... for the Caribbean. Eastern Dominican Republic was due to experience the storm during the night. And by 9, it was proper chucking it down with rain and thundering and lightning. I didn't like it much. It rained really heavily most of the night but it wasn't very windy so the storm wasn't that intense. We've woken up this morning and it looks like the rain has stopped so hopefully it has passed over. What drama. I hope it doesn't interrupt today's lilo ...
... about nothing and nearly fall in the pool 5. A German man with bright orange moccasins who takes an unhealthy interest in Simon 6. A couple who like Mormons who sit in the lobby bar and don't speak and look like they're having the worst holiday ever 7. An Italian couple with a man who literally never stops babbling in Italian to his wife even when he's on the other side of the pool from her 8. ...
... older man rode by on his moto, stopping to see if I needed a ride. He was just as drunk as the other guy, so much in fact, that I could smell the rum on his breath as I sat behind him. But he was surprisingly adept at navigating the substantial potholes and ominous puddles along the dirt road, bringing me safely to the hotel.
As we pulled up I was surprised to see two young men in plain clothes sitting with rifles in chairs on ...