Wow, what a busy weekend!
Friday after school the group had a meeting with our coordinator to make sure that everything was all set for the remainder of our trip. After that, my weekend (which was much too short) in Punta Cana began! My boyfriend flew down to so that we could spend the weekend at a resort and see some sights together. The drive from Santo Domingo to Punta Cana was interesting, we definitely saw some sights there! We took a little bit of a detour leaving Santo Domingo and ended up driving through a traffic jam in little Haiti, which was a bit scary. But it was smooth sailing once we got on the highway. We reached the hotel just in time for dinner. A great bonus of visiting a resort was the hot showers. I am still not used to the cold water showers where we are staying.
Before the trip I was curious about other parts of the island, and how the resort communities differ from the capitol city, it was definitely different! Being at the resort was a whole different world. It was very interesting because I had expected to see a lot of other vacationers from the U.S. there, but it was actually mostly people from places like Ukraine and Russia, which added another cultural element to this trip. They seemed to really like cameras, everyone was constantly posing for a million pictures.
The beach was wonderful, it was nice to relax and feel the sun while listening to the waves. I love the ocean! A funny part of the trip was that on the other side of the wall outside our room was some sort of club/discoteca. All night it sounded like there was a party happening right there, and the DJ was yelling in Spanish. It might sound annoying, but it was pretty entertaining.
I didn’t take any pictures on my phone, but I hope to have some to post soon! The trip went by way too fast, as vacations always do.
I arrived back in Santo Domingo this morning and I showed my boyfriend around the local mall because it is a really neat building, and we were hoping to get some breakfast. It was kind of fun being the one who “knows” Spanish. Usually Sam, a Spanish major, does all of our communicating. Since she wasn’t there and George doesn’t speak any Spanish, I was the expert at the moment. I definitely speak broken Spanish, but I can get the point across. I’m hoping to gain more Spanish skills in the next couple of weeks.
This afternoon, we visited La Zona Colonial again. There was a little festival this weekend, but it was mostly over by the time we arrived. We did, however, stumble upon the oldest fort in the Americas. It was open for us to walk through so we went all the way up to the highest watch tower. It was so cool! The view of the city was beautiful, and I did get a few pictures there.






