Tropical Casa Laguna
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- Swimming pool
- Wheelchair accessibility
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Day 9- I keep having dreams about Angeli. I also can't help myself from waking up at 6:30 every morning even though we are allowed to sleep in much later. Today, we woke up and then headed over to Cabarete and the lazy dog cafe! Yay wifi! I talked to my friends and family and enjoyed the indoors for a bit. I went out on the sunny beach for just an hour before we all ate pizza for lunch! I've missed pizza so much, so I was extremely excited ...
Today, we took the hour and a half bus ride to hell, also known as Brisón. The village of Brisón is located at the top of a ginormous mountain and some person decided it would be a fun time to go and hike it. I disagree. The long bus ride was pretty miserable because me and my friends always happen to accidentally get on the bus with no air conditioning that always breaks down. Bad idea, however, I was able to endure my sweaty ride over. Before we ...
... cement on the roadside in the hot sun and when we finished, we got to switch locations and go mix more cement! The cement was being used as flooring in people's houses. Apparently we charged 500 pesos which is pretty expensive for the Dominicans. Caña Dulce is an all Dominican community that was wealthy compared to the other places we've been. After lunch and some rest time, the whole group went on a tour of the neighborhood. There is ...
... it became so quickly. Now he introduces his passion for paddle boarding to areas all over Latin America. This reminded me of Tammy Durand, who I volunteered for in Cambodia. She started a charity English school with a few hundred dollars on a small plot of land which had tripled in size and gained widespread support in just a few years. Others made a well calculated investment, as one French-Canadian man ...
Most tourists who have visited the Caribbean Islands are
familiar with the evening environment. Fish are frying, palms blowing in the
wind, and in the dim evening light there is a table of men. Be they young
adults, middle-aged, or elderly men, they are playing Dominoes with all their
hearts’ and minds’ devotions. Although many tourists, visitors, and passers-by
are familiar with this seen, I would like to think that I ...