We were in Punta Cana for only one week. One week. But we took over a thousand pics (I’m sure you noticed LOL!)
Everything was interesting and magical. If you want spice up your life and appreciate this world, travel is the way to go. To me, these pictures are priceless. Many remind me of things I might otherwise have forgotten – and the feelings come flooding back.
It seems far away now. It WAS special.
The whole time I was at Punta Cana I was conscious – or felt – that I was in an artificial world – a ‘make believe’ place. I was enjoying myself yes … it was a dream. But it was hard for me to shake that feeling. That it was not real. And maybe I didn’t really deserve to be here.
I recognized that I am privileged. The average person in the Dominican Republic (or the world) will never have access to anything like this. The 3rd World was just outside our gilded gates … and they will never get in.
So I wanted to see some of that Real World … if I could.
Onward … to:
“Monumento Natural Cueva los Tres Ojos”
which means: Natural Monument: the Cave of Three Eyes
Our guide told us that before the government took over the caves,
several people had died here – mainly from falling or drowning.
Later Rose and I noticed several orbs in our shots.
Upcoming … Punta Cana Cowboys / Day Trip to Santo Domingo 2
But we didn’t mind because, despite our precautions,
we both got sun burn the day before.
So a little cloud and cooling off was welcome.
We just couldn’t take enough pics of this bird though. He was a Star.
Time for some shopping.
The Resort has a few shops.
This guy claimed his name was Charlie Brown. Gave me a free cigar.
NO, not that big one. But I bought some panatellas (small cigars)
anyway, to give out when I get back.
Then we headed off resort to some nearby shops.
They were situated in this once grand hotel.
My awful photo doesn’t do it justice.
I’m guessing it was put out of business by the modern
seaside Resorts. But you could easily imagine that in it’s heyday the likes of
Clark Gable or Greta Garbo once walked it’s hallways.
The entrance way. While taking pics here I ripped my shirt
on a nail … then tripped over a sprinkler head and nearly killed myself. Out back they’re building a new golf course. This old hotel would make
a great club house. I foresee it returning to grander times.
Downstairs they had a little cigar factory and shop.
Alonzo the Cigar Master and Julio the Apprentice crank out the cigs.
Lots of cigars. Expensive or cheap. But all of ’em are probably pretty good.
Rum and cigars are big in the Dominican Republic.
Below: Famous cigarists. Can you ID them?
Churchill, Groucho Marx, Che Guevara
JFK, Sig Freud, Peter Falk,
Charles Aznavour, Nicholson, Demi Moore, Michael Jordan,
Robert De Niro, Schwarzeneggar
The failing of man is the poverty of his desires.
Strangers in Paradise
I never dreamed of ever going to Caribbean.
That’s something that rich people do.
But one day Rose said, “I want to go to Punta Cana.”
So … a Part-Time Greeter at Home Depot
and a House Cleaner go to Punta Cana.
A once in a lifetime experience.
Punta Cana / Dominican Republic
One of the first things folks asked us when we got back was “How much did you drink?” We don’t drink. I did once. But I’ve found I can have a hell of good time without it. This seems to puzzle some people.