Trip to Dominican Republic 6: Wed.

Wed. Nov. 22

I sent email to Grampa, when I could get onto it. It was pretty wonky.

 Breakfast was plantain with garlic. For breakfast. Yummy. Egg on toast. They only had white bread and white rice.
Lots of smokers. Lunch at the beach restaurant. I had an hour massage, $25 US dollars.
Kids had a quiet time.
Back to our pool at our rooms.
 I asked for a messages for Grampa:
 From Izzy: "We all miss you a lot. Hope have fun making snow kittens."
From Josee: "I love you very much!"
Message from Caitlin: "Thank you for lending me mom!
Message from me: Miss you lots. Tired but happy. You'd be not so happy here. Crazy tourists.
Probably you can't see photos, as I don't have the bandwidth to upload them! We will see!
Xoxoxoxo

In the meantime, their Papa was still in Antarctica. Photos were few and far between, but he would text them daily. These he uploaded upon his return. I am making him a book of the photos for Christmas.

Back to warmer climes!
Josee didn't like this statue. She had to sit with her back to it! You can see Momma lower left, in line for fruit. We'd get the girls set up, then eat. Sometimes, it was quite crowded.


Down to the pool we went. What a treat. Josee loves taking photos, even selfies! You can see her freckles growing.


One tourist, at our pool, looked at our girls and said, 'poisson!' He was one of the men who helped us look for Josee's earring stud, which she lost!


You can see the coral reef, in our marked off beach area. Here are the girls, all in a row! These were great photos Caitlin took. I have yet to ID the fishies.



I spotted these new-style face masks. Caitlin wore a shirt which kept off the UV rays.


This is what we saw of Isabelle for most of our time in the DR! I love these little tops, Caitlin ordered them. They keep out UV rays.

Vendors are licenced to sell their wares. They sell cigars, jewelry, carvings and art. They can get irritating as all us tourists, while from various countries, apparently all look alike. They asked me three times each in an afternoon. "Non, gracias." All the vendors are men, with numbered t-shirts. I spotted one man who was #1. I don't know if he was head honcho!

There was a man on the beach selling jewelry, his fly was down and I couldn't figure out how too say 'zipper' Talked to two ladies from Waterloo, who figured it out. The one had taken Spanish lessons. She knew 'down' and what zipper was.

This woman was quite something. There were three of them in her group from Germany, at least they spoke German. She was covered in tattoos, which was fairly common. She went to the beach bar, just behind us where I sat, and brought back three rum and cokes. As she walked towards us I reached out for one and said, danke, she shook her head vociferously: NO! People were either really friendly, and liked a joke, or very standoffish. We had a lot of conversations with Canadians, who were interested in the girls, and engaged them.



My mani-pedi held up really well. I'm glad I had it done prior to leaving. It meant I didn't need to bring nail clippers, my nails were hard and strong with the shellac polish! Sadly, now I'm home I realized I cannot take off the polish with normal nail polish remover. Who knew??!!


Petite poisson!


This is the main pool, the towel bar in the rear.    The other photo is the smokers lobby.


Bugs bunny en Espanol!