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[QUOTE=Jarmondy; 1373921]I'll be in Sosua Friday feb 8 but I want to leave Monday 11th to go to the carnival in haiti. When I Google it sosua is only 3hrs away driving to cap haitienne where the carnival is going to be. Can someone tell me what can I do to get there which bus would get me to dajabon? Where do I have to take the bus?
Any info will help.
Thanks[/QUOTE]Caribe Tours goes to Haiti.
[QUOTE=HeadRack;1374082]Just in case I'm stuck in my villa I wanted to know if I can still see the game.[/QUOTE]Might want to check with the people you're renting from.
[QUOTE=Don Antonio; 1374203]Several options none of which will get you to O'Kap (Cap Haitienne) in three hours!
Option (1). Take Caribe tours bus to Santiago. Connect to the once daily Caribe tours bus that runs from Santiago to O'Kap. If I remember correctly, the bus leaves Santiago around 11 am.
Option (2). Take a publico or guagua to La Javilla in Puerto Plata. Get on the Express guagua to Santiago and ask that they let you off at the round-about in Navarete. Get off the bus, and wait for the next guagua to Dajabon. Travel time Sosua- Dajabon approx. 5 h. Cross the border which is open from 7 or 8 am (?) to 4 pm. Lastly catch a taptap in Ouanaminthe (the counterpart to Dajabon on the Haitian side) to O'Kap. Travel time from Ouanaminthe to O'Kap is 2-3 h.
Option (2) requires that you can effectively communicate in Dominican Spanish and know your way around and how public transport works. I had a Haitian friend accompany me; don't expect that English or Spanish will suffice it Haiti.[/QUOTE]Thank you brother you make my day with that info because I didn't know if I can take a bus straight to au cap. Do you know how long it really going to take me from Santiago to au cap?
I viewded the Rio video a few days ago and didn't get a good feeling sbout it. It felt fake. But it also had a few. Good moments, like seeing the girls at the end. I don't really buy into all that hype anyway. If I want to find out I will go myself and experience it. My buddy told me yesterday that his wife is going on a " Girls vacation" to Jamaica with her girls. She said he has to paint the house while she is gone. What do you think she and her girls are going to Jamaica for? Dick. But he has no clue. And this is the same dude who says I travel for cheap pussy. Go to Cabarete and see all the euro girls with their weekend Dominican boyfriend. The shit happens both ways.
I just don't have time to spend with a chic arguing over bullshit. Give me some pussy and I will call you when I want some more.
Sorry, don't.
I know that our Mr. Pooter, when he was younger, did the Santiago to O'Kap on Caribe at least once.
He would know first-hand.
P.S.: For all it is worth, and from the top of my head. I think the bus is scheduled to get into O'Kap around 6 pm. Definitely before nightfall because that is a security consideration.
[QUOTE=Jarmondy;1374316]Thank you brother you make my day with that info because I didn't know if I can take a bus straight to au cap. Do you know how long it really going to take me from Santiago to au cap?[/QUOTE]
Hey everybody,
First time posting and looking forward to contributing to the boards. I am booked to puerto plata feb 15 for 5 days. From reading I think I want to stay somewhere near the action in Sosua. I like finding girls on the beach as well as clubs. Any hotels that are chica friendly and reasonably priced? Also, I am going to meet family at an al inclusive in punta cana after my 5 days in Sosua, any ideas on the best way to get to that side of the island without breaking the bank?
Thanks all
[QUOTE=Jarmondy; 1373921]I'll be in Sosua Friday feb 8 but I want to leave Monday 11th to go to the carnival in haiti. When I Google it sosua is only 3hrs away driving to cap haitienne where the carnival is going to be. Can someone tell me what can I do to get there which bus would get me to dajabon? Where do I have to take the bus?
Any info will help.
Thanks[/QUOTE]Not experienced enough to say how to get to Haiti but your post reminded me of a story which ends in a method you would probably not want to use to get to Haiti.
Was in Sosua a while ago. Mainly sticking with the same day girl while free ranging at night. I do enjoy the hobby as well as seeing new countries so I decided to combine the two one day in the middle of my trip. I asked my day girl to go to Haiti with me."No way" she said. Being a lighter skinned Dominican she was afraid some Haitian would come up to her on the street and blow voodoo dust in her face. Her words. I independently asked her friend and she said the same thing. Their words. I finally wore her down after a couple of days so I set about finding a way to get us there. I passed a tour shop that was advertising day trips to Haiti so I stopped in to check it out. The planned "hand-fed" activites were as expensive as they were corny so I opted to find another way to get us there. The girl that worked the shop was pretty so it wasn't all bad. Anyway, while in the shop I saw a young European couple (guy and a girl) looking to book that same day tour of Haiti. As I was leaving it looked as if they were going to book the trip. I never did make the Haiti trip. My day girl decided our time would be better spent using up my condom supply but I did walk by that same tour shop a few days later and decided to chat up the pretty girl that worked in the shop. That young Eurpoean couple that seemed like they were going to book the day trip decided not to book. Turns out they had met some Haitian hustler on the street who convinced the couple that they should go to Haiti with him and not with the tour agency. They went with him the next day. Maybe the wrong call on my part but sounds like one of the most ill-advised decisions (non-monger related) anyone could venture to make while in Sosua. My spider-sense is tingling at the mere thought.
[QUOTE=Drai; 1374737]Not experienced enough to say how to get to Haiti but your post reminded me of a story which ends in a method you would probably not want to use to get to Haiti.
Was in Sosua a while ago. Mainly sticking with the same day girl while free ranging at night. I do enjoy the hobby as well as seeing new countries so I decided to combine the two one day in the middle of my trip. I asked my day girl to go to Haiti with me."No way" she said. Being a lighter skinned Dominican she was afraid some Haitian would come up to her on the street and blow voodoo dust in her face. Her words. I independently asked her friend and she said the same thing. Their words. I finally wore her down after a couple of days so I set about finding a way to get us there. I passed a tour shop that was advertising day trips to Haiti so I stopped in to check it out. The planned "hand-fed" activites were as expensive as they were corny so I opted to find another way to get us there. The girl that worked the shop was pretty so it wasn't all bad. Anyway, while in the shop I saw a young European couple (guy and a girl) looking to book that saterme day tour of Haiti. As I was leaving it looked as if they were going to book the trip. I never did make the Haiti trip. My day girl decided our time would be better spent using up my condom supply but I did walk by that same tour shop a few days later and decided to chat up the pretty girl that worked in the shop. That young Eurpoean couple that seemed like they were going to book the day trip decided not to book. Turns out they had met some Haitian hustler on the street who convinced the couple that they should go to Haiti with him and not with the tour agency. They went with him the next day. Maybe the wrong call on my part but sounds like one of the most ill-advised decisions (non-monger related) anyone could venture to make while in Sosua. My spider-sense is tingling at the mere thought.[/QUOTE]Voodoo dust, really. Can't say I'm suprised I've heard some of the dumbest shit ever from some of these chics and hustlers in Sosua. I've heard a chica tell my friend he could not be Haitian because he was light skin, even after speaking creole to her she still would not believe he was haitian. So I would take anything that these chics say with caution, most I've met are as dumb as a rock.
[QUOTE=LoveFiveStar;1374770]Voodoo dust, really. Can't say I'm suprised I've heard some of the dumbest shit ever from some of these chics and hustlers in Sosua. I've heard a chica tell my friend he could not be Haitian because he was light skin, even after speaking creole to her she still would not believe he was haitian. So I would take anything that these chics say with caution, most I've met are as dumb as a rock.[/QUOTE]Some of the stuff they say is part of the entertainment that comes along with the price of admission that we pay to enter their world. Speaking of though, I had the following text message exchange with the same "voodoo dust in my face" girl not too long ago. I'm in Chicago and she's in Santo Domingo she claims. Let's just call her Maria:
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[b]Maria[/b]: Hola baby. What you doing now.
[b]Drai:[/b] Not much to speak of. Where are you?
[b]Maria:[/b] Santo Domingo. Too much water baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Too much rain. Too much water my home. We have nothing now. No furniture. Just one bed. Everybody my home sit on one bed. Can you help me baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Can you give me money baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Yes of course. I will give you some money. No problem.
[b]Maria:[/b] When baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Next time I come down to Sosua you can stay with me all night and have sex with me. Then I will give you some pesos the next morning after more sex when we wake up.
[b]Maria:[/b] Why you no love me Matthew.
[b]Drai:[/b] Who the f*K is Matthew.
[b]Maria:[/b] Who is this.
[b]Drai:[/b] This is Drai.
[b]Maria:[/b] Drai baby, can you send me some money.
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See the point? I sure don't.
If one of you is named Matthew though, listen up. Maybe there's a shark in the water.
This part of the report will focus on my weekend in Sosua. My initial mission was scouting for hotel rooms. I stayed at New Garden on my last trip, and I wanted to do something different. I read that Wilfred was now running Casa Cayena so that was definitely on my list of places to check out. I also read that asking for a cash price for a set number of days might cut me a break in price. I knew Casa Cayena was at the lower end of the upper price tier, so I decided to check out some other places first. Casa Valeria didn't have a room for all three nights. I had trouble arranging a suitable meeting time with Rick at Rocky's. Orchidee didn't have the room for all the nights. So I headed to Casa Cayena where they showed me the room they had. I tried a few other places after that, but no luck in balancing price and the ability to stay in the same room. I paid full price for the room at Casa Cayena, and I'm glad I did. You can barely hear the music from Pedro Clisante if you decide to turn in early, the rooms are nice, and the free breakfast was excellent.
I had the fortune of meeting some experienced travelers who offered me some guidance this trip, and as a result Sosua was a blast. From Casa Cayena I see no reason to even take a moto unless you're coming back from Passions late at night. After I got settled at the hotel, I met up with some friends at the beach, had an excellent meal at Herman's Siempre del Sol of grilled grouper and fries, and headed to start the night at Rumba.
At Rumba, the fun began. When we walked in, we were given a table marked "Reserved" for no apparent reason. I talked to a few girls. One of my friends found one he liked, but I was still on the hunt. All of a sudden, along comes the most beautiful set of breasts I have ever seen attached to a cute face to boot. We begin talking, and things seem to be going well. Out of nowhere, someone from across the bar starts screaming and the girl I am sitting with becomes obviously agitated. My friend looks at me and says,"Man, I think she's bad news." I excuse myself from the table. Next thing I know, security is escorting the girl out of Rumba. I talk to the guy who was screaming. He proceeds to tell me that she was his girlfriend for a couple of months, but one day left and cleaned out his apartment of all his stuff. When he confronted her about it she tried to stab him. I turn around about that time, and what do I see but the gorgeous girl in the green dress beating on the security guard at the door. Thank goodness for the kindness of fellow mongers.
There was one girl I was really interested in, but I couldn't seem to catch her eye. She was a 9 in my book. Perfectly proportioned in every way and just the perfect height. She had to know I was checking her out. Under the advice of one of my compatriots, I grabbed the next girl I found hot (about an 8 in her case) and bought her a drink. I was hoping to make the other girl jealous (remarkably similar to how I met my ex wife but thats another story). After talking with the 8, who went by Julia, for a while I began trying eye contact with the beauty at the bar I had been eyeing all night. I got my eye contact, she looked jealous, and then I didn't see her again for the rest of the night. Though I can't call that a total loss. Julia turned out to be a real firecracker. A hell of a dancer and a hell of a performer en la cama. BBBJCIM, CFS, photos, and the whole 9 yards. A shame that I saw her again my last night and was otherwise occupied. Overall damage for her 2k+drinks for ST. This was about 3 hours or so non-rushed. Slightly high but completely worth it.
A little rest and a cup of coffee later I was back out at Rumba. One of my buddies was still there, so we decided to hit Passions. Sosua school lesson 2 begins now. I was a little bored with Passions at first. It was exactly as I remembered it. Slightly pricy drinks, barely legal girls with overly skinny bodies, and it felt like a watered down strip club with added benefits. Then a girl came along that changed that perception. She had a 10 body and a 7 face. That 10 body was calling me though in a beautifully filthy way. I was sucked in immediately. The only problem I was facing was that I only had enough pesos on me for the 1:00am salida, and it was only 12:30. I told my buddy that I needed to hit an ATM if I was going to take her out now, and he negotiated with her that I would give her 500RD now if she would go get dressed and wait until I got back from the ATM with the rest of her salida to go with me for the night. Well, long story short, I got back from the ATM and she was there, dressed with her bag and ready to go. However she told me she had to go home for the night and wouldn't be joining me. I stomped out of Passions pissed off telling my friends I was going to try to straighten it out with Peter then next day. However when I thought about it, I decided it wasn't worth the trouble. Being new to Sosua, the last thing I want to do is make enemies with a guy like Peter. Besides, it isn't his fault if his girls aren't doing what they should be. YMMV I always say. I chalked it up to a small loss and headed back to D'Latin. Just so you guys know though, she is #22 and #25 in the halloween 2012 photos in a leapord print costume. I guess it is partially my own fault. I can see the other side of the coin where some guys might do that and not come back, but then again I was gone less than 30 mins.
The adventure continues at D'Latin. I got there, got a snack, and began working the room dancing and such. Time for Sosua school lesson number 3. I was dancing for a second with this hot Hatiana. I began looking around for a minute, and she asked me to buy her a drink. I hadn't made my.
Decision yet, but I figured why the hell not? So I buy her a drink, she gets it, goes to the bathroom, and I move on. So I go and start dancing with another girl across the bar. I buy her a drink. We dance for a few more minutes, and I notice a friend from BBs and I go over to say hi. Another girl walks up and starts grinding on me. First I spot the second girl I bought a drink. She keeps a safe distance and all is well. Next, Girl #1 comes walking up, the hot Hatiana, yelling at me about how she is working and I am wasting her time. At this point I hand her 100 pesos and tell her politely to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] off. While all that is going on, the girl I was dancing with takes off at the first sign of drama (can't say I blame her). So here I am standing at D'Latin right before they close. I'm tired, I've had a healthy dose of drama, I have no piece of arm candy, and the music is off. I briefly panic. I wasn't keen on hitting the next bar (at the time I was not aware that it was just Classicos). So I start scanning the room hard for girls that seem attractive and aren't taken yet. I run into the Hatiana again who is giving me the eye, as well as the other girl I bought a drink eariler. She also seems down, but I wasn't comfortable with that for some reason. As I am about to walk out the door and go home alone, I spot a girl who strikes a nerve for some reason. She turned out to be 35ish and her face showed it, but I like that sometimes. I am about 30, and I could probably get a girl like her at home, but it didn't matter I negotiated a quick 1500 ST, and we were off to the hotel. It turned out to be a lot of fun in spite of the CBJ (haven't seen that much in the DR until this trip). No photos, no frills, no bells, no whistles, just quick and simple fun. I gave her a cheap sex toy to take home and we parted ways with a smile. It was a welcome relief from that drama filled night. I slept like a baby, and dreamed in Spanish, a satisfying personal achievement on it's own. She was the only girl who's number I didn't get. I mildly regret that. Se la Vi.
The next morning I awoke in a haze. Too much strong drink and strange women. My soul was juiced, my mind covered in a fruity Caribbean film of second hand smoke and evaporated rum. I stumbled down the stairs of Casa Cayena into the dining area / bar. There was a large German family at one table, and a New Yorker and his chica at the other. I remember thinking that she spoke remarkable Spanglish. I had to have grease to wash away the vile stench of the previous day, yet I was still satisfied in a way I cannot quantify. I ordered an omelet and some ham with coffee and water. The food hit the spot in spite of the fact that it was overly salty. Somehow the dryness seemed appropriate. I buried my face in some Bukowski for a few hours, then showered and went in search of a massage.
I didn't want to hit a suck shack, mainly because I wanted the soreness of the preceding insanity to melt away without the involvement of prophylactics and fermented sugar cane. I first tried for a massage at M&M. They told me to come back in an hour. So I went to the Caberna restaurant at the corner or Dr Rosen and. Something, for a snack. I ordered two slices of the BBQ bacon pizza. What I got had no meat on it, but corn and a variety of other vegetables. I was happy with that actually, so I didn't complain. I had a Bohemia, my pizza, and killed some time. When I returned to M&M there was a guy in the waiting room and they asked me to come back in another hour. I politely declined and went outside to call Kika's. The girl who answered the phone asked me to come right away. I have to recommend Kika's for a straight up massage in between sessions. No happy ending, but I didn't ask for or want one. However what they did have was relaxing music, professional conduct, and masseuses that were obviously professionally trained. I left feeling beyond ready to face the day. I left ready to grab the day and throttle it for all it was worth. For those of you who don't know, Kika's is located on Pedro Clisante further pit from the clubs but long before passions. Right now there is a cell phone shop right before the entrance to the plaza. There is a more obvious barber shop there, but Kika's is up the stairs to your right as you walk in.
Walking back from Kika's I met up with a friend from BBs who was staying at New Garden, completely by accident. We decided to meet up later at Rumba's. After I had sufficiently cleansed the funk from the previous day from the very fibers of my being, I thought to myself, 'I haven't payed New Garden a visit yet. I really liked that place. ' So off to New Garden before hitting the club circuit. I sat down at the bar, and after a beer or so I started talking to a girl named Nicole (Nee-Cow-Lay). She had a great attitude and promised me the world right off the bat. Her body was nothing to which I could turn my nose up, and her face was gorgeous complete with braces. She was 24 years old and had the right attitude. I couldn't say no. She became my date for that night. This ended up being my latest and most fun night of the entire trip. I had promised to be a wingman for my friend who was on his first night in Sosua.
I arrive at Rumba with Nicole to find two other friends already there at a table in the back. I sit down with them and do some people watching. Neither of them are dying to pull a girl just yet and we are watching football. After a while my friend who I am playing wingman for shows up along with one of Nicole's friends. They show up separately but Nicole's friend seems to be riding the fence on whether or not she likes my friend. We do a few rounds of tequila shots, and my other two friends head to Passions. My wingman, Nicole, and myself finish watching the game, settle up and proceed to Passions to join them.
This is where I stopped worrying about the safety of my wingman. He seemed right at home there on his first visit. I sat and drank with the group for a while. I watched one Passions girl get absolutely crazy at the back part in the jungle of stripper poles. I like that section of Passions A LOT better than the two main bars. The chairs are more comfortable, and 10 stripper poles are better than 2. My wingman ended up paying her salida. I saw them together at 3pm the next afternoon. They hit it off well. Just goes to show YMMV at passions. I had a bad experience and he had the time of his life. I would still go back in spite of my negative experience with the aforementioned girl.
The night was still young. My wing man was out of commission for the night, but I still had two more guys covering my arse. Back to D'Latin for dancing until closing time. Then when everyone went to Classicos, we hung out downstairs at Meringue. It actually turned out to be a great people watching spot, a hobby of mine at home as well. We had more shots at Merengue. At this point it was an endurance competition. We managed to get Nicole's friend to buzz off at this point because she obviously wasn't going with any of us. After Classicos closed, we followed the crowd to the club next to the casino.
A warning to future visitors of after hours setups in Sosua: I saw more than a couple of trannys at this after hours establishment. Semi- convincing ones. Be careful if that isn't what you want. They know you are probably sloshed at this point. In addition, they do not allow smoking in the casino club. I could have gotten away with my e-cigarette, but I don't know if that would be true in the future. The crowd at this place was much more Dominican than not. It was actually more fun though watching Dominicans dance with each other than the scenery at any of the other clubs. They naturally do better than we do in most cases. At this point Nicole had promised to cook for me, and wanted to spend the rest of my time in DR hanging out with me in the mountains. She tried to set it up for the next day, but I left myself some loopholes since it was my last day.
The session with Nicole that night was more passionate than any I had encountered before or since. That includes free sex with US women, any session in DR or Amsterdam, and anything payed for 10 times over with my ex wife. That girl was a tropical wolverine. La Diabla Dominica for real. I am still dreaming about it almost a week later. It was past daylight when we finished, covered in sweat, scratched up a little, and both completely drained. Needless to say I got her number. She hangs out at NG anyway. Pay her the proper attention and she WILL deliver.
Nicole left about 9, Overall damage $2000rd but called me back at about 11am. She had breakfast ready for me and wanted to head out to the countryside. If I had more time I would have gone, but I had to pack. I got everything together and headed back to FOD for most of the day. That story is in the Puerto Plata section. It was a pleasant diversion. I got to thank the owners for the awesome stay and have a few drinks with people who hadn't made it to Sosua yet.
Back to Sosua. I went back to Sosua and met up on PC with the wingman from the previous day. He already had a chica which he oddly dismissed after a short meal. We hit D'Latin on the hunt. About 30 minutes in we both found girl. His was around 25 and a real well built tall, semi-thick stunner. Mine was the first total spinner of the trip. I had to ask for her cedula. Luckily, she was 20. I wasn't going to play when I had to fly out the next day. When in doubt caballeros, it is better to ask than to be sorry. I didn't believe her age at first, especially when she said her sister had her I'd. But her sister showed up with an obviously valid I'd. Security at the hotel didn't even ask after looking at it either, which eased my mind. This turned out to be a lot of fun as well. Picking her up and turning her into any position wasn't even a chore. I tried to get her number for next trip, but when she started talking about calling a motoconcho and asking for company I told her nevermind. Overall damage $1500ST+100tip for the hell of it.
At this point I napped for 3 hours then headed to Caribe Tours Station, not aware that the first bus didn't run until 5:20am. I would have taken a Metro had I known. Either way I ended up sitting on a corner alone in Los Charamicos until 5:00am. Freaked me out a little. I almost got on an early Gua Gua, but decided against it. I spent the whole trip home in a sleep deprived haze nodding off while standing up. I am still not quite right several days later, but I wouldn't trade the experience for a vital organ all in all. Thanks to all the ISG vets for all the info, and thanks to all those who backed me up on the trip especially.
1337 OUT!
[QUOTE=Drai; 1374737]Not experienced enough to say how to get to Haiti but your post reminded me of a story which ends in a method you would probably not want to use to get to Haiti.
Was in Sosua a while ago. Mainly sticking with the same day girl while free ranging at night. I do enjoy the hobby as well as seeing new countries so I decided to combine the two one day in the middle of my trip. I asked my day girl to go to Haiti with me."No way" she said. Being a lighter skinned Dominican she was afraid some Haitian would come up to her on the street and blow voodoo dust in her face. Her words. I independently asked her friend and she said the same thing. Their words. I finally wore her down after a couple of days so I set about finding a way to get us there. I passed a tour shop that was advertising day trips to Haiti so I stopped in to check it out. The planned "hand-fed" activites were as expensive as they were corny so I opted to find another way to get us there. The girl that worked the shop was pretty so it wasn't all bad. Anyway, while in the shop I saw a young European couple (guy and a girl) looking to book that same day tour of Haiti. As I was leaving it looked as if they were going to book the trip. I never did make the Haiti trip. My day girl decided our time would be better spent using up my condom supply but I did walk by that same tour shop a few days later and decided to chat up the pretty girl that worked in the shop. That young Eurpoean couple that seemed like they were going to book the day trip decided not to book. Turns out they had met some Haitian hustler on the street who convinced the couple that they should go to Haiti with him and not with the tour agency. They went with him the next day. Maybe the wrong call on my part but sounds like one of the most ill-advised decisions (non-monger related) anyone could venture to make while in Sosua. My spider-sense is tingling at the mere thought.[/QUOTE]LOL that was pretty funny. I was born and raised in haiti I heard alot of voodoo story I even witness 1 I know a guy that died every body went to his funeral and he come back home after a few months but for some reason I don't believe and that shit I think its BS
How many pops do you typically get for a street tln, st? Does passions have an unlimited pop count for st or tln?
[QUOTE=Drai; 1374800]Some of the stuff they say is part of the entertainment that comes along with the price of admission that we pay to enter their world. Speaking of though, I had the following text message exchange with the same "voodoo dust in my face" girl not too long ago. I'm in Chicago and she's in Santo Domingo she claims. Let's just call her Maria:
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[b]Maria[/b]: Hola baby. What you doing now.
[b]Drai:[/b] Not much to speak of. Where are you?
[b]Maria:[/b] Santo Domingo. Too much water baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Too much rain. Too much water my home. We have nothing now. No furniture. Just one bed. Everybody my home sit on one bed. Can you help me baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Can you give me money baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Yes of course. I will give you some money. No problem.
[b]Maria:[/b] When baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Next time I come down to Sosua you can stay with me all night and have sex with me. Then I will give you some pesos the next morning after more sex when we wake up.
[b]Maria:[/b] Why you no love me Matthew.
[b]Drai:[/b] Who the f*K is Matthew.
[b]Maria:[/b] Who is this.
[b]Drai:[/b] This is Drai.
[b]Maria:[/b] Drai baby, can you send me some money.
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See the point? I sure don't.
If one of you is named Matthew though, listen up. Maybe there's a shark in the water.[/QUOTE]Hahahaha funny shit.
[QUOTE=Drai; 1374800]Some of the stuff they say is part of the entertainment that comes along with the price of admission that we pay to enter their world. Speaking of though, I had the following text message exchange with the same "voodoo dust in my face" girl not too long ago. I'm in Chicago and she's in Santo Domingo she claims. Let's just call her Maria:
[i]
[b]Maria[/b]: Hola baby. What you doing now.
[b]Drai:[/b] Not much to speak of. Where are you?
[b]Maria:[/b] Santo Domingo. Too much water baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Too much rain. Too much water my home. We have nothing now. No furniture. Just one bed. Everybody my home sit on one bed. Can you help me baby.
[b]Drai:[/b]?
[b]Maria:[/b] Can you give me money baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Yes of course. I will give you some money. No problem.
[b]Maria:[/b] When baby.
[b]Drai:[/b] Next time I come down to Sosua you can stay with me all night and have sex with me. Then I will give you some pesos the next morning after more sex when we wake up.
[b]Maria:[/b] Why you no love me Matthew.
[b]Drai:[/b] Who the f*K is Matthew.
[b]Maria:[/b] Who is this.
[b]Drai:[/b] This is Drai.
[b]Maria:[/b] Drai baby, can you send me some money.
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See the point? I sure don't.
If one of you is named Matthew though, listen up. Maybe there's a shark in the water.[/QUOTE]Drai! Where you been bro? Excellent comeback post, LOL!
[QUOTE=Don Antonio; 1374203]Several options none of which will get you to O'Kap (Cap Haitienne) in three hours!
Option (1). Take Caribe tours bus to Santiago. Connect to the once daily Caribe tours bus that runs from Santiago to O'Kap. If I remember correctly, the bus leaves Santiago around 11 am.
Option (2). Take a publico or guagua to La Javilla in Puerto Plata. Get on the Express guagua to Santiago and ask that they let you off at the round-about in Navarete. Get off the bus, and wait for the next guagua to Dajabon. Travel time Sosua- Dajabon approx. 5 h. Cross the border which is open from 7 or 8 am (?) to 4 pm. Lastly catch a taptap in Ouanaminthe (the counterpart to Dajabon on the Haitian side) to O'Kap. Travel time from Ouanaminthe to O'Kap is 2-3 h.
Option (2) requires that you can effectively communicate in Dominican Spanish and know your way around and how public transport works. I had a Haitian friend accompany me; don't expect that English or Spanish will suffice it Haiti.[/QUOTE]Good information. You would need to be a hardy type to take the second option. Not dangerous or anything, but bloody uncomfortable. Strictly for Haitians who need to save every last peso.
Only way you will get from Sosua to Okap in 3 hours is by chartering your own helicopter.