Hotel Sea Breeze
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... headed to the public school to spend 3 hours painting classrooms. It was hot and exhausting, and tricky to do without water or rags. Once again, however, the kids stepped up with such eagerness, and worked till it was done.
Exhausted, we returned for a simple dinner and a quiet evening. I think I played hearts-- yes, with Adonis. Teaching a new game with lots of rules in another language seemed like 'doing the most' but seņor was able to explain it and we played till lights ...
... and rest as we digest). The resting has mostly been playing cards or walking next door to la centro de dulce for snacks. On our first day there the owner invited us behind the counter, and next to the snack food I saw she was prepping a dead chicken on the top of a cardboard box!
After lunch we went back for a quick change then off to the beach, for a bonus excursion.
Sucking up that part of the culture felt so lucky. The kids were such ...
Today Kayley turned 15, she got to celebrate her quincianos in Latin America.
It's been a hot and work filled day. No surprise there. One thing we did at camp today was paint lucky friendship rocks. We used nail polish that I brought from home, and the kids loved it, painting many for all of their new friends. They made great birthday presents as well-- K will be ...
... Ingrid does most of the cooking, though her sons leave camp with us to come serve.
After our work day, we rushed back to change and spend a few hours on the beach in cabarete. The windy coast is sure to blow sand in the face, but also a perfect spot to watch the hundreds of windsurfers, parasailers, and kiteboarders.
I rented an umbrella and a lounge chair for a dollar as the kids (and teachers-- they're really kids ...
... our Coco Locos and Piņa
At night, the bar we chose to pour our money into really
depended on the mood we were in. Was it a loud music dancing kinda night or a
shoot pool and have a conversation kinda night? I prefer the latter more often
than not. But every now and then it’s fun to leave the bar yelling because you
can’t hear yourself speak. But on our search for a cool quiet spot, we found
Plan B. A little slice of ...