Puerto Plata and others in the wake of Irma
I spoke to and texted (whatsapp) several people in Pto Pta today, which per se was a surprise as I thought the Internet would be down along with power failure but it was not, at least for these people. They stated that yes they had rain and more frightening than that, some very strong wind but so far so good. I spoke with them early in the morning as well as about 3 PM.
The people in Santiago are also connected even though schools and colleges etc are closed. Finally, way down, in Santo Domingo as well as in Bani, things were normal. Long live the Dominican Republic!
Happy hours with Irma and Maria!
FLIGHT.
Cancelled or delayed because of Hurricane Irma. Buddy decided to wait and go down later, but I wanted to check out the Sosua area for a permanent apartment.
Our pre-arranged "guests" were arriving at the hotel anyway so somebody should be there. They came a long way.
So, spent a whole day at the airport with the latest delayed flight posted every two hours, but promising that we would go. Finally at 10.30 pm they found a plane and started looking for a fresh crew. Turns out they had diverted all planes to rescue IRMA threatened passengers who wanted to get outa there, and here I was fighting to get down there! .
They kept PP airport open for us and I finally got to Casa Marina at 3. 30 am. Slept like a baby!
HOTELS
Half the hotel CM, is closed for reno and the other half is in dire need of a makeover! The buffet table was cut down by a half, but still had the basics. Not recommended! Some beachfront damage from IRMA didn't help either.
My party was a Casa Marina, but I checked out Casa Cayene / Hotel Alicia. Their main reception and pool area are completely bare and that place too is under serious reno. Nothing and nobody to indicate they are in business. Wandered around until a lady saw me and I asked her if it was open or closed. She said they had a few rooms ready for occupancy, $70, including breakfast, but like the CM, I wouldn't recommend anybody going there yet!
We were booked into a condo for the second week, which was amazing, and not too expensive (out of season), considering the amenities.
RESTAURANTS.
Rumba and D'latin are still closed, with a little activity going on inside D'Latin but nothing happening at Rumba. Classico and Meringue Bar open as usual.
City Lights is now Sosua Lights, if anybody cares!
Good pizza is available at Bailey's, Romano and NY Pizza in order of quality and price! Always look forward to Bailey's (which is now Captain Bailee Restaurant and Hotel, if anybody cares).
I ate a lot of food from the local open kitchen barbecue joints this time, and man was it good! The locals eat well down there! I love simple Dominican food, no problem!
Count on Jolly Roger for a great American/English style cheap breakfast (best value).
HURRICANE MARIA.
Wouldn't you know, after the IRMA problems, the airline calls and tells us we are leaving because Maria is on its way!
Buddy takes off, and goes home on Tuesday, but again, I decided to stick it out, after all, if I'm going to live in the area, this won't be the last.
So we get Maria, which shuts down the town for two days.
Wednesday night was under curfew, with the sale of alcohol banned. The national policia came to every restaurant and told them to finish up and leave. I was in Sinatra's, with my beer under the table. (Great food too, by the way!)
Steve, the owner, was balking about closing, and arguing with them. He was the last one open. I stayed longer than I should because as soon as I left, the wind and rain showed up like I have never seen it before. By then everything was boarded up.
So it took me an hour to walk the half mile back to the condo, and I saw first hand how mean those chicas can be! I'm in reasonable shape for my age, but one point I couldn't breath!. But with a little help from a security guy, behing a gate, he got me off the empty street!. The pesos dried out though, and no problem with the watch and phone. Couldn't get out at all on Thursday. Power was intermittent, but I had a gas stove, water for coffee and an internet connection most of the time, so I rested up.
They had the town cleaned up again by Friday AM, but our condo lost it's beautiful beach, which I had photographed, overnight!
CHICAS.
Since I was there on a mission to find a suitable apartment, I concentrated more on (courting and wooing, as Charles calls it!) non pros I was aquainted with.
I walked the beach early most days, so not a lot of pro action, but that was not what I was looking for. I always found a young server or two, who would sit down at the table with me, drink my beer and flash those beautiful smiles.
Likewise I was home and cooled out most nights by 9 pm.
There seemed to be a few less chicas on the stroll, but still plenty available, but you had to be quick (or stay out late, I presume) to catch a 10, of which there are always a few, which keeps the whole thing from getting too boring!
I concentrated on chicas who knew me casually, because what I was really looking for was a beautiful chica that would come in every day, clean, cook, and fuck me, for a few peso and then leave!
Maybe next time! .
All's well that ends well! Wishes can come true in Sosua!
I wrote my brief and maybe boring report the day before I was leaving, and figured my trip was over, but it turns out there was more to come. A lot more!
The last night I was out for a meal, solo as usual. The waiter had previously asked me why I was always eating alone, when there were so many chicas wandering around outside. I jokingly told him that I wouldn't touch most of them with a ten foot pole, much less share a table with them. I said I'm very picky these days, and I'm holding out for Miss Dominican Republic. We laughed.
A little later I see him with a pretty chica and he's pointing a me. She comes over, very nice, but it's hellishly hot, I've been out all day, worked up a sweat and just want to get back to my A/C and sleep, so I say gracia pero no gracia!
So on my last night I'm sitting alone again, and as the evening wears on my guy comes over with 2 chica's and sits them down at my table. One is a regular 7-8, but the other, get this, is a 10, actually for me she is an 11! In 9 years of travel to DR I have never been this close to such a beautiful girl. He introduces her as Miss Dominican Republic, and says she is a model. Slim, medium height, beautiful body and face with little or no make up and dressed casual chic like she's shopping on Fifth Avenue. It's not what she says that impresses me, it's how she sits, crosses her legs, walks, moves, and holds herself with absolutely no affectation just natural and comfortable in her own skin.
You can probably tell I'm awed, and I try to act natural, although I can't keep me eyes off her. But the other one has grabbed me and won't leave me alone.
We drink lots beer wine and tequila and all 4 of us finish up at my place the 7 drags me into a bedroom and I don't object. My guy left after a while, he was driving and had to get home. I wake up in the morning with her going at me again. I had an early flight so I had to be out of my place by 8. 30 am, so hungover as hell I went looking for Miss Universe. She was sleeping like sleeping beauty, a white towel bathrobe, and when I shook her, she pulled me down to kiss me.
I had just been worked over well by her friend, and was seriously hung over, and all I could think of was getting my shit together, getting packed and getting these chicks out of there with some dinero for their trouble. No problem, they made coffee, tidied bottles and stuff from the night before, and jumped in the shower. Miss U calls me into the bathroom and displays her fabulous body, "You like?" she bends over the sink and shake her cute ass, but says, "no pictures". I had been taking lots of pictures of her, in the restaurant and in the condo bathrobe, and trying to be cool about it, but no naked pictures.
Anyway the chicas were great, all my shit was intact, they helped me check out by 8. 30 am, and when I gave them the last 3,500 pesos from by wallet, and apologized they said, "It's ok". We exchanged phone numbers and the 7 suggested I could always send a little WU. I told her NO WAY, but I would see them in December!
They left with me wondering how a chica like her was so available? No sign of drugs, healthy, pleasant personality, she could have done anything she wanted. I don't expect she'll be around when I'm down there in December, life is not like that!
But my story is still not over, I get to PP airport and check in ok, but don't see any other passengers, so I'm think, more delays. No, they say the flight is on time.
So I go up to the lounge and eat breakfast. When I finish I walk past the gates and see nobody waiting, so I realize I have screwed up somehow, maybe missed the flight, but now I need to take a crap from last night. I'm in the stall, and some guy is banging on the door, "Senor!
I finish up and he grabs my arm and steers me to a check in counter, "We are all waiting for you!" I'm still a little hung over but figure I'm the last one on the plane.
I get to the plane and it's empty, like a bad movie? "Welcome" all 4 smiling attendants say! So now I'm dreaming and this is not happening, and last night with Miss U and her friend didn't happen, either!
Turns out there was only one other passenger beside me going out on that Sunwing flight. A 737, because nobody had come down the week before, when Maria hit.
It was a crazy last day and didn't seem real, but I had the pictures (of Miss U, and the empty plane) to prove it!
I was there 2 weeks, traveled around a bit, and found every local I had an interaction with was friendly and helpful, no rip offs, (unless that 700 peso box of Cohiba I bought are fake, but that's not a rip off, because I assume they are, so I may be pleasantly surprised, yet again! )
Which I why I am going down for the winter, then maybe retire permanently somewhere close.
Viva Sosua!