As you obviously know, this past Thursday was Thanksgiving! (I hope you all had plenty of yummy turkey!)
At school the PTA organized a luncheon for the entire school, which was quite nice considering Thanksgiving isn't important to anybody here! There was turkey and pasta and eggplant something and rolls-but no gravy and no mashed potatoes. And no pie. NO PIE! That almost ruined it for me. But it was a good effort considering most of those people had never experienced half of the traditional foods and dishes associated with such a lovely gluttonous holiday ;)
The next day was my roommate Caitlin's birthday, so for that I had made reservations for us to Rio San Juan. Not de Janiero. Verrry different (or so I would imagine, from what I've heard about Brazil). It's this sleeeeepy little town with 1 good restaurant (out of 3) that's located near one of the best and prettiest beaches in the country. There's a really big French ex-pat population there, and so you hear a lot of "Bonjour" and "Comment ca va?" all around you. We stayed at this cute (albeit rundown) hotel right on the water. It's run by a French man who doesn't speak English or Spanish, which wouldn't have been a problem except calling to make reservations was virtually impossible. I tried to bust out some of my French to help him, but he seemed to want to practice his Spanish and use up all of my phone minutes instead
The biggest attraction about Rio San Juan is Laguna Gri-Gri, where you can take a boat down a river through this small mangrove forest that opens up to the ocean. There are all sorts of birds flying overhead as you cruise down the channel, making you feel just like you're in some primitive rainforest, and then you turn a corner and pow- the big blue sea! Next they take you on a little boat ride to this cave with the clearest water you've ever seen. It's 40 feet deep and you can see straight to the rocks on the bottom. All along the way to this cave we kept seeing these figureheads stuck on the rocky cliffs we were speeding by. I asked our drivers what they were, these white body-less statues, and he told me they were from inquisitive tourists. Haha very funny. But he never did tell me what the real story behind them was...
On the way back they took us to Playa Caleton, your typical beautiful, palm tree, white sand, crystal blue water beach and that's when I realized I had already been there! A friend last year had invited me along with her family last year on a weekend trip along the North Coast, but I never knew the names of any of the places we visited. Turns out we saw it all! Oh well, at least the 2nd time around I knew what I was seeing
We also checked out Playa Grade, which is one of the most beautiful beaches in the DR (says Lonely Planet). However, it has a very strong undertow. We were there for just a morning we saw 3 people almost drown. They were rescued by some surfers, but it was very scary. Not a place to play around at.
One thing I love about beaches here is that there are always a string of shacks on the sand selling all sorts of food and juice and snacks and drinks, with people standing around just waiting to cater to your every need. They're not exactly sturdy looking, health-inspection passable stands, but at least they're affordable! ;) As soon as we arrived we were approached by a man who introduced himself and told us to just call him if ever we got thirsty or hungry or needed anything at all. It's so funny because none of those snack places really have a menu; instead you just tell the "waiter" what you want and he'll go find it from someone somewhere. They are super relaxed too-waving you away when you try to get out your pesos to start counting saying "Later later. Pay whenever you want."
And the people really are there to make sure you have a good beach day. There were a whole bunch of stray dogs just wandering around that took an affinity to us, so the man chased them away from us, and then kept reminding us how easy it would be to set up a table right on the beach (for no extra charge) for us to chow down at... So accommodating and attentive!
We hitchhiked back (apparently that's just what you do here) and then left to go home to Santiago.
Certainly not the wildest weekend I've had down here, but one of the most relaxing by far. So happy birthday to Caitlin! :) Thanks to her we got to experience some of the finest natural beauty that the DR has to offer ;)


