By Lance on May 28, 2008 in Field Report | comments(23)
So you get the idea that the DR trip was one big honking party. Here’s day 2 with a bizarre twist for Big Daddy Lance at the end…
Chilling at the Beach
We were all a bit hungover from the late night partying last night, so we slept in and didn’t get started until after lunch. Bobby drove the girls home, which was the next town over.
That afternoon we hit Cabarete Beach and soaked up rays. Me, Stoute, and Hammer spent a couple of hours floating in the ocean, which was perfect, and shooting the breeze about anything and everything. We debated a lot about online game (Hammer was pro-Match.com, Stoute and I are against), dating in general, sex, and whatever else came to mind. Again, the convo was terrific. Bobby and Gecko wandered off to get food and find a decent massage parlor. Fling and Baby Style laid out on the recliners we rented (US$3). Continued
By Lance on May 27, 2008 in Field Report | comments(9)
There was so much friggin’ cool stuff that happened on this trip, I can’t cover it all, but I’ll hit the highlights and try to embed as much of the insights as I can remember. I’ll cover Day 1 now to give you an idea of how ridiculous it was.
I took the 6:15 am flight out of Orlando to Puerta Plata (via Miami); arrived in DR around two-ish. A couple of first impressions about DR: There’s a cover charge to enter the country (US$10) that they collect while you’re in line at customs. I didn’t have any cash on me and the guy actually kicked me out of line and told me to borrow it from someone. There were no ATMs and obviously they don’t take credit card. A super awesome dude (father of a family) gave me the ten bucks and told me not to sweat it.