JDR4
04-08-2004, 06:09 AM
If "home is where the heart is" then I must be in Hell. I
arrived "home" from the DR on Jan 24th having been there
since the 17th. I've been in a deep depression since I got on the
plane "home". They had to put me on the plane at gunpoint! I
had already emailed my resignation to my boss from the Blue Dolphin.
Good thing he knows my sense of humour. I had an even better time
than I planned.
I had done much lurking and had been in touch via email to many
before my trip. This was to be my first but defiantly not my last
trip to the DR. I actually booked a second week off to return to
Sosua before I left. I knew this was my kind of town! I planned on
the usual 3 chicas per day, sleep late, fuck all night, 8 days in
paradise kind of a trip. Most of that was reality…but not all.
Marco from Rocky's picked me up at the airport. I was 30 minutes
early and he was already there! What a great guy! Went back to
Rockies and had a couple of drinks to get into relaxation mode.
Rocky's is a great place and if you don't mind basic
accommodation I would recommend it with few reservations. After I got
settled in I went for a walking tour of Sosua.
I had downloaded maps of Sosua with all the clubs, bars, restaurants,
etc?on them but the truth is that Sosua is such a small place
you really don't need them. Most of the locals can help you if you
can't find something but I had no trouble at all.
The DR really is a 3rd world country. That is to say, forget building
codes and safety regulations, as you know them. They do not apply
here. The roads have high curbs and huge, deep potholes and the
sidewalks are almost impossible to navigate in some places. Add to
that the crazy drivers and the dozens (hundreds) of motorcycles and
it was worth your life to be careless crossing the street. You do not
have the right-of-way!
I managed to find and visit all of the places I had on my list that
first day including Latin Club, High Carribe, The Flamingo, Plaza
Sosua, The Blue Dolphin and The Palace to name a few. I had a beer at
the Palace Saturday Afternoon but not much seemed to be happening. I
asked to See John but apparently he was not around. I never did get
back there. Perhaps next time.
Although I was staying at Rocky's, I found my home at the Blue
Dolphin. Early Sunday afternoon I wandered in and met Steve, one of
the owners. He bought me a drink and showed me around. I didn't
get to see the suites then because they were all full. I hung around
for a while and met a bunch of well know guys as well as the other
owner John. Steve and John were very helpful and generous with there
time and in other ways. My trip would not have been as anywhere near
as great as it wad if I hadn't met them!
Then things fell apart. I met nomad! What a maniac. I owe this guy so
large I `ll be buying him Cuba Libres forever. He introduced me
to everyone and showed me the inside track on the town. I even ended
up seeing his cousin?It's nice to have family.
HEY MAGNUM! Thanks for letting me off so lightly :)
After that my days were pretty routine:
-Get up; eat breakfast at Rocky's or La Roca
-Go to the Dolphin, meet Don and the gang, have a drink
-Go to the beach, stop at Roger and Mav's Bar and have a drink or
three, then on to the Shark Bar.
-end up at Siempre Sol, Herman's bar.
(This was my second home. This guy knows how to make you feel
welcome. I was there for 6 days in a row and everyday was better.)
-go back to the Dolphin and get the girls. Have a few drinks. Go out
to one of the many fine restaurants and then to a club.
-go to the hotel?
Repeat often!
arrived "home" from the DR on Jan 24th having been there
since the 17th. I've been in a deep depression since I got on the
plane "home". They had to put me on the plane at gunpoint! I
had already emailed my resignation to my boss from the Blue Dolphin.
Good thing he knows my sense of humour. I had an even better time
than I planned.
I had done much lurking and had been in touch via email to many
before my trip. This was to be my first but defiantly not my last
trip to the DR. I actually booked a second week off to return to
Sosua before I left. I knew this was my kind of town! I planned on
the usual 3 chicas per day, sleep late, fuck all night, 8 days in
paradise kind of a trip. Most of that was reality…but not all.
Marco from Rocky's picked me up at the airport. I was 30 minutes
early and he was already there! What a great guy! Went back to
Rockies and had a couple of drinks to get into relaxation mode.
Rocky's is a great place and if you don't mind basic
accommodation I would recommend it with few reservations. After I got
settled in I went for a walking tour of Sosua.
I had downloaded maps of Sosua with all the clubs, bars, restaurants,
etc?on them but the truth is that Sosua is such a small place
you really don't need them. Most of the locals can help you if you
can't find something but I had no trouble at all.
The DR really is a 3rd world country. That is to say, forget building
codes and safety regulations, as you know them. They do not apply
here. The roads have high curbs and huge, deep potholes and the
sidewalks are almost impossible to navigate in some places. Add to
that the crazy drivers and the dozens (hundreds) of motorcycles and
it was worth your life to be careless crossing the street. You do not
have the right-of-way!
I managed to find and visit all of the places I had on my list that
first day including Latin Club, High Carribe, The Flamingo, Plaza
Sosua, The Blue Dolphin and The Palace to name a few. I had a beer at
the Palace Saturday Afternoon but not much seemed to be happening. I
asked to See John but apparently he was not around. I never did get
back there. Perhaps next time.
Although I was staying at Rocky's, I found my home at the Blue
Dolphin. Early Sunday afternoon I wandered in and met Steve, one of
the owners. He bought me a drink and showed me around. I didn't
get to see the suites then because they were all full. I hung around
for a while and met a bunch of well know guys as well as the other
owner John. Steve and John were very helpful and generous with there
time and in other ways. My trip would not have been as anywhere near
as great as it wad if I hadn't met them!
Then things fell apart. I met nomad! What a maniac. I owe this guy so
large I `ll be buying him Cuba Libres forever. He introduced me
to everyone and showed me the inside track on the town. I even ended
up seeing his cousin?It's nice to have family.
HEY MAGNUM! Thanks for letting me off so lightly :)
After that my days were pretty routine:
-Get up; eat breakfast at Rocky's or La Roca
-Go to the Dolphin, meet Don and the gang, have a drink
-Go to the beach, stop at Roger and Mav's Bar and have a drink or
three, then on to the Shark Bar.
-end up at Siempre Sol, Herman's bar.
(This was my second home. This guy knows how to make you feel
welcome. I was there for 6 days in a row and everyday was better.)
-go back to the Dolphin and get the girls. Have a few drinks. Go out
to one of the many fine restaurants and then to a club.
-go to the hotel?
Repeat often!