Two of my roommates (Caroline et Laura) and I just came back from a week long escape to the Dominican Republic, where Caroline comes from originally. For the most part the trip consisted of chilling out, relaxing on the beach, eating massive amounts of food, and going out at night dancing.
We started off the trip in Santo Domingo which is the capital city and the location of Caroline's primary residence. We spent only two nights there and got to sample lots of Dominican foods and nightlife spots. We also visited a lounge/restaurant in Boca Chica where we went banana boating and sunbathed. After Santo Domingo, we traveled to Caroline's beach apartment located about two hours from Santo Domingo. We spent about three nights here relaxing on the beach, eating delicious food at the restaurant, touring on Caroline's stepdad's yacht, going parasailing, swimming, and getting massages (I got the lymphatic drainage, hah!) To say the least, it was quite a luxurious experience, one that we don't get to experience much in grimy New York City.
We also traveled to Caroline's country home which is located in La Cuaba (I think?) up in the mountainous region of the country. We only spent about 5 hours here relaxing and enjoying her pool when we realized we wanted a more high energy environment and decided to return to Santo Domingo. We experienced many unique things including going to a strip club where I was forced to receive a lap dance from one of the heavier set dancers (not the most pleasant experience, I still don't understand the appeal to men) and going out to a restaurant called Adrian Tropical where we ate large quantities of fried salami, mangu de yuca, and fried plaintains. Fried, fried, and more fried. Although I don't regret it, I am now in intense detox mode.
Editing this later with roommate's help...hard to remember specifics en espanol.
Friday, March 19, 2010
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