I can’t believe I’ve been gone 12 days already and tomorrow is the big day when I get to spend time with Eduardo and his mother. I’m sooo looking forward to it. Although I am a bit disappointed that I forgot to get a beach ball and none of the vendors open today have any. I may try a particular store close by in the morning but the driver is picking me up at 9:30 so I may not get a chance. Weather picture for today.
I started the day with the breakfast buffet here in the hotel again. Delicious and different each day. I went for a walk down El Conde and noted that many of the shops were closed and vendors absent. Some were just arriving/opening as I was coming back. They respect the sabbath more here than at home. A nice change.
There was a bit of a parade on Calle El Conde featuring the Lions of Santo Domingo complete with a little band leading the way and lots of banners. There seemed to be a second one being organized in front of the cathedral and the nice waiter from the Ki restaurant told me it was a day to celebrate Juan Pedro Duarte. I gave him a Canadian flag pin.
Then, there was a young lady in a very beautiful dress who got out of a car on the square and her two little brothers each had balloons, one with a “1” and the other with a “5”. They agreed to have their picture taken but the boys got in the wrong order so everyone had a good laugh while the boys changed places and I took their picture. There’s some kind of special event when a girl turns 15. (I remember that from a Kevin Kostner movie.) I gave her a pin with the Canadian flag on it.
Arriving back in my room, I prepared to spend most of the day poolside. I’m afraid I wasn’t very organized. I got up to the rooftop and spent a while chatting with a young man from Vermont (originally from Haiti) named Jameson who says he works 85 hours a week. This kid is in serious need of a vacation. When I settled down to read my book, I discovered it wasn’t in my bag so I put my coverup back on and went down to get it. When I finished my book, I had a lovely swim at which point I realized I had forgotten my towel. Takes a while to dry so I didn’t go back in.
I stayed at the pool until mid-afternoon, then put on street clothes and went looking for our statue man. Unfortunately he was dressed in the same outfit as yesterday but further away from the park I found a different young man doing the same kind of statue imitation. I liked his outfit very much. He had music playing and was making percussion noises and was quite different than the other lad.
I’m enjoying doing my blogging in the little courtyard near my room. The internet is better and I work on my text a bit at different times during the day. Then I’m able to paste it and save and add my pictures doing the slide show last and the program works much better that way.
I tried a new translator today as the one I downloaded yesterday didn’t seem to want to work for me. It’s much better. It doesn’t say the translation but it writes it from my speech and I can read it well enough. It’s called Tourist Translator. I’m looking for a beach ball is: Estoy buscando una pelota de playa. Worked quite well for me although I couldn’t find one.
Leftover pizza and Coke in my little courtyard where there has been a lovely breeze then got everything ready for the morning. All the bags are organized, the basketball is pumped up (as am I), found the key ring from Ottawa for the driver, and I will have a quick breakfast in my room first thing and be ready for the taxi. The only thing I have left to read is my Dominican Guide Book as I finished Disclosure at the pool. All the other books I brought with me are in the trunk of my car in Miami. Hope I can sleep tonight; I am sooo keyed up.