This is a sexy bus.
Watch out! It's a pole-eating shrub!
The most delicious falafel for lunch — made by a Israeli-Dominican guy. And it beats the pants off the falafel at Pita City.
Even pigeons need to sit down once in awhile, too.
This is what I look like on vacation.Lying on a wicker chaise thing in the louge part of the hotel.
Today I woke up at 8:30am, had breakfast at the hotel breakfast spread, and then decadently came back and got back into bed. By the time I tore myself away from some Spanish movie on TNT, it was already time for lunch. Or so I thought. I have no idea what time it is here because I did not bring a watch, the time is an hour ahead of New York time. Consequently, I am wandering around eating when I am hungry, and sleeping when I am tired. This has led to some minor problems, because last night I was feeling snackish at like 11:30pm. The kitchen was closed, and there is no candy in this entire hotel (!!). I had to settle for three scoops of pistacio ice cream delivered to my room via room service.
After consulting my Rough Guide for lunch options, I decided on the non-traditional Dominican food of falafel and hummus. The falafel was sooooo good! Super crunchy on the outside, and chickpea-y and full of fresh parsely on the inside. I ate myself into a mild food coma and then had to walk around the neighborhood to keep myself from gaining like 10 pounds immediately. While I was out walking around, I chatted with a woman from Deer Park, Long Island who is here visiting her family. She saw me take a picture of an old woman sleeping on the sidewalk, and called down to me from her balcony. Somehow, she knew I was a foreigner, although I am not sure what gave it away? Perhaps it was the green clogs. And somehow the only place on my entire body that has gotten any color is my neck, which means that I am now a big red neck. Nice.
However, there is a guy playing Spanish songs on an accoustic guitar on the patio where I am writing this. I hope that when I die, heaven is like the Sofitel Nicholas de Ovando.
You can check out my pictures from today, here.
After consulting my Rough Guide for lunch options, I decided on the non-traditional Dominican food of falafel and hummus. The falafel was sooooo good! Super crunchy on the outside, and chickpea-y and full of fresh parsely on the inside. I ate myself into a mild food coma and then had to walk around the neighborhood to keep myself from gaining like 10 pounds immediately. While I was out walking around, I chatted with a woman from Deer Park, Long Island who is here visiting her family. She saw me take a picture of an old woman sleeping on the sidewalk, and called down to me from her balcony. Somehow, she knew I was a foreigner, although I am not sure what gave it away? Perhaps it was the green clogs. And somehow the only place on my entire body that has gotten any color is my neck, which means that I am now a big red neck. Nice.
However, there is a guy playing Spanish songs on an accoustic guitar on the patio where I am writing this. I hope that when I die, heaven is like the Sofitel Nicholas de Ovando.
You can check out my pictures from today, here.
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