Intoxicating Paradise!
From the scene.
We are already there. . . we are slowly getting into the heavenly atmosphere! We begin to drink alcohol with rum and cola, pina-colada, mom-juana (the most delicious for me is coco-loco) !! ! The ocean is a charm, the sand is the most delicate, the hotel is cool. All for us. Except the weather, for now. We hope the clouds will disperse and the sun will finally caress us. We flew cheerfully, it was impossible to drink alcohol with duty free, but this is not for us. Devastated during Sheridan's flight.
All the seats upon arrival were littered with empty bottles, and the aisles were littered with happy drunk people. The rest of the day upon arrival, we walked for a long time and vtyuhivali what was happening, the Russian-speaking guide is only on the 22nd, and we are not friends with English (I think after the trip we will start learning). Today, for example, the sun finally appeared in the afternoon, but did we swim? No, they dressed up in bathing suits and walked along the beach for half a day, hoping to find out from someone where to get beach towels. By dusk they found it, but it was already cold to swim and sunbathe darkly. But we got acquainted with 3 couples from Russia, we are going to a Japanese restaurant today. That's all for today, hope to see you soon!
Oh la, seignero and seigneritto!! ! So the first week of our Dominican vacation flew by. Mass of impressions, emotions - the sea! During this time, "adjusted" communication with the natives. We already understand each other about drynka and domestic issues. Fortunately, Russians are here - Moscow is resting, so there are those who rummage in English. It so happened that at one moment 4 Russian couples (together with us) were at the bar counter, and off we went... We had fun and the staff too. Every day we go to a restaurant (good for free), from which it is very difficult for us, Russians, to expel. They escorted out of one with a smile, taking away all the alcohol, from the other only with the help of a joint photograph, from the third they turned off the lights. We are already afraid. In a Japanese restaurant, after a culinary show, when the chef began to wash the stove, we suggested that he use the feri, even the Spaniards appreciated the joke (it seems that there is only one advertisement everywhere). Oh! excursions are a separate issue. Going on a trip to the Dominican Republic, we listened to many arguments against over-exciting and uninteresting excursions. But, the excitement during the meeting with compatriots under the influence of rum-containing drinks destroyed all previous arguments and opinions. We went on a tour of Santo Domingo. They promised, firstly, a visit to the old part of the city of the great Christopher, the lighthouse of Columbus with his ankle resting in it, and most importantly (for us tourists) - low prices for souvenirs, rum and tobacco. As a result, since there were 52 people on the tour, the guide had an excuse not to take us almost anywhere (a lot of people). And for souvenirs they brought us to the local Arbat - everything is many times more expensive than in a hotel. But the Russians cannot stop us! The Columbus lighthouse was taken by storm, finally touched this famous ankle. Rum, coffee and tobacco stocked up at a local supermarket. But they didn't stop there. The film "Diamond Arm" is resting. The local mafioso dragged my husband into the narrow streets of Santodomingo, I had to track down the runners in the footsteps. They took me to a trading shop, to which the foot of a tourist can hardly reach. As a result, the guys-traders got in: my husband smoked about 10 cigars for free, practiced in English in the market. Both of us got drunk with the local Mom Juana (Viagra in liquid form) - it’s more expensive for yourself !!! )). After that, we finally calmed down and the sellers cried with happiness when we left.
The second tempting excursion was more successful, one might even say courageously! We went to Sunset, which eventually missed, as there were many other interesting things. We swam in masks with sucker sharks (men are delighted! ), swam in a quiet bay, thanks to us it is no longer called that. Rum was drunk right in the water! The birthday of a compatriot (hit! ) was celebrated there, with a sea of rum, lobsters, incendiary latino, salsa and bachata! They returned home full, drunk and happy. By the way, we visited a local disco. Dancing, music - great! Let's meet again today. In general, the head sobers up only in the morning, then a day of complete relaxation and disconnection from worldly worries on a snow-white beach and ocean waters, in the evening - a celebration of the stomach and a sweet dream in the second half of the night. The first half is dedicated to the mama juan effect!
I continue the report. The issue of cholera worries many. And I was worried, including on the eve of the trip. One-third of our belongings consisted of GI medications, water bottles, and antibacterial wipes bought in bulk. Arriving on vacation, they took practically nothing in their mouths except for the same bottled water and meat dishes prepared in front of us. The first week went by. . . On the second, looking at the neighboring tables and their eaters, gobbling up a variety of local bright, juicy fruits and vegetables, drinking freshly squeezed jus was no longer possible. Slowly, these dishes began to master. They were categorically afraid to swim in the pool. During bad weather on the ocean, we, like fools, sat on sunbeds and watched the tourists frolicking in them, drinking fun drinks without leaving the water. As a result, they got tired, spat and... swam. Everything, that's it. We eat almost everything, we drink almost everything, we swim wherever possible. (but, of course, we still take precautions). I want to say one thing, having come here everyone forgets about cholera. I hope so. Had a beautiful, amazing helicopter flight this week. We are absolutely delighted!! ! We looked around the surroundings of the resort area, water expanses. Since the helicopter turned out to be as tall as me, the pilot "played" with a parachutist flying by under us. I think he was "very scared". At the end of the flight - the joker pilot almost landed on the ocean waves. In the video report, a seven-story... scream is heard. The days are flying. . . soon meeting with family and friends, this is what we live for. Everyone was greatly missed. And to everyone who read our story, we offer to enjoy the beauties and fun of this country with their own eyes. It's great here! Let's all have a good rest!! ! All love, happiness, health!
