After 35 days in the Dominican (and 5 of those on the beach) you get a good idea how things work. Or don’t work.
Santo Domingo

This is where it all began, for us at least. Santo Domingo (not unlike any other capital city) can be both a great and not so great place to spend time. I found it’s all in perspective. The
chaos may drive you crazy one day, but after awhile you get used to it. Then you almost miss it…
The city itself has all you want in a capital; the President’s Palace, good eating, nightlife, historic district and of course the coast.
It all started off pretty good. Business class to Santo Domingo, pickup at the airport in a black Hummer, out for dinner and drinks in a Porsche, navigating through chaos-times-two (being that the power was out). Grey goose and cranberry, squid pasta, you get the idea. All the while in awe of the humid, hot climate. That part took a few days to get used to. Keep in mind Buenos Aires is not a desert, and it goes over 30 almost every day for 3 months, not to mention the scorchers in Rio and Panama. I thought I had this humidity thing dialed in, but like always there came a time about 2 days into the project where I realized that it’s no longer a pleasant warmth, it’s more of a steamy blanket trying to slowly kill you!
This was a popular stop for Chris Colombus on his trips across the sea, as a matter of fact his tomb is here, well one of the 3 countries to lay claim to his remains at least.
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