Living in NYC, I rarely go to the same restaurant or bar more than once. With so many options, it’s hard to justify having the same experience twice when something brand new is always around the corner. When traveling (or making a temporary home abroad), I think it’s important to have a similar mentality: Try everything once, and only go back again if it’s worth it. While I spent my first few days in the Dominican Republic getting settled, I’ve spent the past few days “trying things.” Here’s a list of things I’ve tried so far that I will most likely be doing again:
(1) I learned how to dance merengue and bachata at Latin Night. The restaurants and bars along the beach are so touristy that a night dedicated to Latin dancing is the exception not the rule. We are trying to coordinate salsa lessons so we can learn to dance to the salsa songs too. Now I just need a partner!
(2) I rode on a “motoconcho.” Motos are the main form of transportation when traveling shorter distances, and everyone in Cabarete knows the DREAM volunteers because we are the only ones who wear helmets on the motos. After several rides, I’m thankful to have one!
(3) I rode in a “guagua.” Guaguas are public vans that run between several towns. You simply hail one on the street and tell them where to drop you off. There are no space limits (and no personal space) in a guagua. They pack as many people as possible and often barely come to a stop when picking somebody up.
(4) I went surfing for the first time when I was in Cabarete over spring break but was never able to stand up on the board. But this time, me levanté! I had a great instructor and rode the waves nearly every time I tried (with only a few spills). Much more graceful this time, even if seven year olds were passing me on their boards.
(5) I learned how to play dominoes, Dominican-style. This includes slapping (not placing) your dominoes on the board when you make a move. I haven’t quite mastered that part of the game, but I did win several games at the surf shack. I’m pretty sure it was beginner’s luck.
(6) I went dancing at “la bomba” which happens to be a gas station that turns into a makeshift dance club at night. Kansas Citians know how good something run out of a gas station can be (Oklahoma Joe’s), and my first night at la bomba lived up to its expectations. Because it was raining it was less crowded than usual (the plastic chairs and tables are all outside), but I have a feeling I will be dancing merengue and bachata at the gas station many more times.
(7) I participated in my first bola. Getting places in and near town can be a bit inconvenient (and the pesos spent on short rides add up!) so people often try to catch a bola, or free ride, with someone heading the same direction. Leaving la bomba we were able to catch a bola with a truck, packing about ten people into the back of the pickup. Sitting shoulder to shoulder and listening to new friends singing Dominican songs in the misty rain will always be one of my favorite memories.
I’m grateful to have a list of things I look forward to doing again rather than a list of things that I will never do again. I’m also lucky to be surrounded by some amazing volunteers who have introduced me to exciting adventures and new friends. I can’t believe that only one week has passed since I first arrived. So much has happened and so much is yet to come! I can only hope that the next eight weeks contain many more “firsts” but also several “seconds,” “thirds,” and “fourths.”