Santiago, Sosua and back to Boca Chica
This trip, I landed at SDQ and as such had to come back to SDQ to fly back and decided to take a rather tortured route and driving in the heat and boy, was it hot!
The fun thing about driving through small roads in that land is that there are always things that can prove to be interesting which mostly it is not on the highways. Nonetheless I had promised myself I would do the road that connects Nagua to Santo Domingo, which turned out to be boring and expensive with three idiotic toll booths. I paid a total of 600 + pesos I think in three installments, not to speak of an additional and final 50 pesos or so, on the way to Boca chica once on the main highway from SDQ going east.
Thanks to Waze, I did some routes that I would never have thought of doing, from Boca Chica to Santiago. The highway was jammed at about middle of the day but waze took me to get out of the highway once I crossed the Ozama river and directed me to the north on some crummy road ultimately delivering me to the highway to get out of the city. I did not have anything remarkable to report except jumping up regularly because all the idiots there believe deeply in using the klaxon!
Spent three days in Santiago and had seven people visit me during that time. Had a very disappointing session with someone new while she did okay with sucking, she had some issue with the other matter which did not sit well with me. I told her to get dressed and go back home. She was new to this and came from Navarrete and I am hoping by next trip, she would come around. As usual, after that event, I was horny and so finally got someone to come down from Moca. The thing with regulars, is that even sex get to be routine after a while, there is nothing like taming a new impala.
Last morning, before I left town, a woman who was very pregnant came to see me. This would be her first child, dad disappeared. I already know her, indeed it was the third time I see her. I did not have any plan to see her knowing that most likely she would be in the hospital for delivery. As it so happened, she gave birth three days later. All good.
I drove out of Santiago for a two day stay at Sosua. At Navarrete, taking the road off the highway, I see a woman waiting at the bus stand. I offered her a ride. About 5 minutes down the road, she was sucking. Unfortunately, I still had not recuperated after my liaison with the pregnant woman and so sucking did not get to a "grand finale". We then proceeded towards Puerto Plata and she got off somewhere around where they sell fish. A mom of 22 , we had a pleasant ride together, sharing a beer during the ride. I gave her 500 pesos, she did not have any money on her as she said.
Once I got settled down in Sosua hotel, I went for food as I did not have any. Went to Stefano's which is right next to the very busy colmado about where bar bologna is. The food is genuine and excellent and without fancy pricing. I urge the food aficionados here to try him out. Nothing happened that night in that I did not have much libido. I drove around Pedro Clissante at around 11 PM, and saw a huge crowd at the disco place upstairs, waiting to go in. This was a Friday night. The other sad news is that the Jamaican restaurant on Romanoff premises had practically shuttered so no curried goat and steamed rice this time.
The next morning after breakfast, I was wondering what to do. The problem with me is that, I really have no interest in picking up women who are actively seeking business which of course abound in Sosua. Went around the town couple of times but did not see anything. Went for lunch at Stefano, who had made an excellent Minestrone, followed by an espresso and a cigar. By 2 PM, I was done and was feeling the need which led me to go out driving again. It was bloody hot by that time and was getting ready to get back when I saw something that caught my attention. Long story short, after about half an hour of effort, I brought her to my place. She is of Haitian origin but born in the DR, very smart and interestingly spoke some English with me when she realized by my accent that I am not a local. I really liked her and given that she was new, it had a certain charm even though she did not or would not do things that I wanted. In any case, I asked her to visit me the day after, a Sunday, prior to my departure. She promised and indeed she visited me the next morning, and we had two goes in quick succession. This is what I mean by good sex, that happens once in a while because the girl is able to kindle the fire. Prior to my leaving, I introduced her to Stefano, who I hope will invite her to visit.
I took the road towards Nagua at around 12 noon. As usual it was hot but beautifully sunny. I had a long trip ahead of me but I was hoping the drive would be interspersed with eventful distractions. Nada! The only thing that could have happened was when I intercepted two women the one I was interested in was not interested and the other was. This was a pueblo (Rio Piedra? And so I had to be careful as everyone knows everyone else. I suggested that we go to this nice cove I had passed by earlier and have a chilled beer. She asked me to follow while she and her friend rode on a moto. I lost interest as I wanted them to hop on to my car. Looking back, I should have followed them who know I could have gotten lucky. As it happens the rest of the ride, what with rain and yawningly boring highway, was a drag.
Boca Chica: I went and looked for the RIG hotel this time which has the good thing that there is no one to check who you are bringing in but the place was not functional. Anyway, the room is nice and the balcony on Duarte is nice too if you could stand the heat. The hotel is right opposite Manolo. $28 +18%.
The next day, I explored Andres in my car quite a bit. Thought I had got lucky with two but both of them turned out to be "not first time". So I had to pick up the food tab but then was left holding the bag. As it happened, both went to University. Just my luck! I did bring in one woman from the street during the daytime nothing to write home about. Had excellent food in three different Italian restaurants, Sal why Agua, the one right next to it was even better with a seafood pasta, and a third restaurant on the opposite side, next to Claro. Had a steamed whole fish. By the way, I must mention that the barbecued pork ribs in Santiago was another major satisfaction.
Overall, the trip was so so, as there was very little real excitement that comes with the unexpected, barring the young woman in Sosua. Certainly, not having anyone in the south that can relieve the pressure immediately after landing was a dampener that gave me some grief. I will post some picture separately. No titillating toticos though, sorry! LOL.