Tropical Casa Laguna
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... or a scrap of cardboard ((which made for an impressive slide into first from seņor). No walks, over the barbed wire is still in, an out of the park hit to the neighboring stores rooftop is an out ( but I did see kids up there to retrieve the ball). Our team sadly came in third for the tournament.
We followed that with a Parade, celebrating the week together. It was nothing that would have worked in America. Many of the Dominican kids are able to scream in a shrill ...
We're getting into the routine here. The teens have been magnificent. I've never done a service trip before, but I cannot imagine one going any better.
For those of you who may be over 17 allow me to explain the entry title. Salty means mad. It's how your skin gets when something ruffles your feathers. It's how you feel when someone leaves a taste in your mouth. If you'd like more info, please see seņor Braun, who has gained a full ...
... of their starting price.
After shopping we had dinner at the hotel, and threw a quincianos party for Kayley
The teachers insisted on giving her the maximum interpretation on the Dominican tradition of splashing water in the face of the birthday girl-- they decided to surprise her with a toss in the pool. They pulled her aside with an apology for ...
... peaceful - very different from my city apartment back in San Francisco. I admired Franklin's vision to come back to DR and build himself a country home after several years of working in the States.
As this was a very "local" experience, I didn't do much touristy stuff so I can't share much in the way of adventure pictures. I definitely plan to go back and check out Sosua, the next city over with ...
... and some source of entertainment, all four of us
quickly began to scan the perimeter. Freddie was nowhere to be found. I later
found out that he was likely supporting a prize rooster in a pastime that
rarely welcomes women. The following dawn, however, I asked him over a cup of
heavily sweetened coffee if he had disappeared to go play Dominoes. He replied that he hadn’t, but there would be a game tonight. Sensing my interest, he ...