Showing posts with label Dominican Republic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dominican Republic. Show all posts

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Saying "Adios" to the DR


   So, we spent nearly a month in the Dominican Republic. Overall, we enjoyed our time.  Walking through many streets, markets, and stores, talking to locals, and visiting a few towns gave us a pretty well-rounded, interesting experience.  Here's our tour of the south coast of the DR in a nutshell . . .

Food:
This was the "only eat local" restaurant
   Restaurants can be pricey but, not typically.  On the whole, we found very reasonably-priced meals and often the food was good.  We sampled everything from seafood to chicken, tacos to pork chops.  One particular spot appeared to be rather high-end but, when the bill came, including the tip, our total was $20 U.S.  We also discovered delicious tacos in, of all places, a cafe attached to a gas station.  On the other hand, we were taken to a restaurant by a guide associated with the customs office that he claimed, had "very good food, especially pizza" . . . hmm, I know, pizza in the Dominican Republic . . . We tried it on his advice and my advice is, don't try the pizza.  We did feel that, given that the place seemed to be a popular local hangout, if we ordered something less "foreign" the result would be better.  So, the next time around, we ordered two local dishes and really enjoyed our food.

Fresh Pineapple!  Yum!
   Now, as you know, we cook quite a bit on the boat.  This, of course, requires groceries.  Groceries in the Dominican Republic are amazingly priced.  Whether in a large grocery store or an outdoor market, prices can't be beat.  We became partial to one vendor at the market in Barahona; he helped us pick out what we needed (at times, even picking from other vendors for things he didn't have) and gave us advice on how to prepare everything.  Both times that we visited him, we walked away with a large bag of produce for less that $2 U.S. Even in an Ole (their version of a Walmart), we found really tasty potatoes for the equivalent of 20 cents per pound.  Was it all good?  No.  If you ever go shopping in the DR, the one thing I'd recommend shying away from is the beef and prepackaged meats (i.e. sausages, bacon, etc.) There is nothing spoiled or unhealthy about these products; they're just not good quality and the beef always gave the impression (no matter how long I cooked it or how I prepared it) that the animal to which it was formerly a part of was fond of chewing on rubber plants. The chicken, on the other hand, was always quite good.
The Pineapple Stand











One of the many stalls at the market - Our guide, Fernando,
is on the right (he wanted lots of propinas, too















Beaches and Water:

An exception to the dirtiness
   I have one word for the beaches in the DR: DIRTY.   There were a couple of rare exceptions to this but, typically we stayed away from the water.  We only swam in water that was well away from big cities and that we could see through (the same rules applied when running the water maker).  Even when we stopped in a marina for a few days, we were warned by the locals not to use or drink the free water offered.  Efforts to clean up litter are only slightly better here that what we found in Haiti.  Although, we were able to find actual trash cans (no such thing in Haiti).  Trash is often scattered along the sand; it even floats by your boat as you sail a few miles off shore.

Cool Tree



Typical Dominican Street

















Nicer, slightly cleaner part of town












The People:
 
Art anyone?
   The average Dominican seems to be easy-going and helpful.  They love their food, culture, and icy-cold Presidente beer (the local brew).  Art abounds in the DR. This is especially obvious in their homes and businesses.  Blue, pink, green, and yellow are all typical colors for exteriors.  Even brighter displays are found on may shops; the more obvious the building is, the more likely you are to stop in.  For security reasons, gates are often a fixture at the entrance to driveways.  These are certainly utilitarian but, their owners have also taken it upon themselves to make these works of iron eye-catching.

One of the more unique homes
 
One of the many gates

This looks like it belongs in the
Secret Garden
This was at one of the Restaurants






















   We did, unfortunately. find that many of those employed by or associated with the government are prone to take liberties with their given roles.  "Propinas" is a word often seen and used.  It means "tips".  It is typical for propinas to be given if someone has be especially helpful or done a service for you.  However, we found that many customs officals try to mandate propinas on top of already paid fees.  Some ask but, drop the idea if refused (and are actually happy to except a beer instead). Others are a bit more insistent but, not pushy.  We did come in contact with one official, that when refused (he insisted on $20 U.S.), became angry and threatened to take back the paperwork he had issued us if we didn't leave immediately. . . Yes, the Dominican Republic is still a third-world country and therefore, there really isn't anyone to enforce rules about such matters.  

Most Unusual Experience:

   We had an unusual experience with the officials in Palmar de Ocoa. Instead of coming to our boat in a dinghy or having us go to them in our dinghy to check our papers (as is typical), they sent a man, who we can only assume was the most junior, to retrieve our current papers and deliver our new ones by swimming out to our boat in his underwear. I handed him the papers in a plastic zippered bag to keep them dry; he carried the bag in his teeth so as not to impede his swimming.  We voluntarily gave that guy a well-deserved beer. . . and no, I didn't take a picture of the official in his underwear . . . I didn't want to embarrass him further . . .

   Overall, our impression of the Dominican Republic was positive.  We enjoyed being able to soak up some local color and experience the south side of the country.  Our only real problem with our time in the DR was the officials and their questionable habits. We met a lot of these guys and, unfortunately, the many of them were a bit crooked (Barahona was a pleasant exception).  Would we go back?  I think so, simply because there was quite a bit that we didn't get to see and do. Hopefully, in the meantime, the government will crack down on these "necessary" propinas.




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Monday, May 8, 2017

Tipping the Scales

   Waiting on the weather is a fact of life when cruising. It's not just a simple matter of having wind or not; conditions on the water can make or break a cruise.  If the winds are too light, you could end up having to use your engine more than you'd like or possibly deal with a lot of motion on the boat because the wind isn't there to stabilize you. Too much wind or winds from the wrong direction, and you could end up with a fight on your hands; you and your boat vs. the elements. There are are also things like squalls, wave height, swells, and other issues to consider . . .
looks like a completely useless gate until you realize that
it's supposed to keep motorcycles out

   So, why get out there? . . . Why risk it? . . . Because, the weather, for the most part, can be accounted for.  More than any other factor,  it weighs heavily on our plans.  However, we do our homework, we check multiple sources several times a day, and we try to be patient.  We don't always like cooling our heels for long periods of time but, it keeps us safe. Does this mean that we never see bad weather? . . . Of course not.  We are talking about the weather and weather is always subject to change.  We've certainly seen our share of less than perfect sailing conditions but, the precautions we take tip the scales in our favor.
Not sure what these are but,
they smell like honeysuckle
Catholic Church in Town




















 

   This is why we just made it into the Dominican Republic; we were, and still are, tipping the scales.  The weather hasn't been very cooperative lately so we've been traveling in small jaunts, concluding our time in Haiti on a slightly sweeter note, and hearing a nicer tune in the Dominican Republic.
 
Walking around Les Cayes
chicken dinner in Isle a Vache
 
   While still in Haiti, we trekked around the larger city of Les Cayes and found some interesting sights.  Although, just getting there was interesting enough. After getting picked up by the water taxi at our boat (anchored off of an island near Les Cayes), we rode for about a half an hour towards Les Cayes.  Once the taxi got close to shore, we moved from the larger taxi to a smaller wooden boat.  That boat got us close enough for the last step, a piggy-back ride . . . seriously.  We, took our turn walking to the bow of the boat where we were carried either piggy-back style or over-the- threshold style to shore. . . Try doing that for a daily commute . . . Once in town, we picked up some provisions, officially checked out of the country, and ate a delicious lunch at a local spot for about $5 (U.S.) for the both of us.

   We also enjoyed a few unique meals on the island of Isle a Vache (where we were anchored). One night, for a small fee, one of the locals cooked us and several friends a large grilled chicken dinner at a common area in the village.  During another night, we walked quite a distance, climbing hills and slipping in mud, to get to Joe's. Joe is a transplant from Europe. When he first came to isle a Vache, he lived in a tent; he now lives with his girlfriend and two-year old son in their home/start-up restaurant. Getting to their home was less than ideal but, it added to the adventure and the company and food were certainly worth the effort.
View from Joe's

Fresh Herbs at Joe's, too
























Our, the only, table 













beaches along the route . . .
   About a week ago, we met another couple in Isle a Vache planning to go the same way we were. So, we traveled the next 195 miles together, stopping here and there to rest up and wait on the weather. Last night, after navigating our way through the channel markers in the rain, we dropped anchor in Barahona, DR.  A few minutes to set the boat to rights, a quick dinner, and couple of showers later, we were curled up in bed ready for a good night's sleep.

   This morning, we were greeted by 4 officials. They arrived at the boat to stamp our passports, collect paperwork and fees, check out the boat, and drink beer . .   At 8:30 . . . Oh well, they were very nice and helpful, answering any questions we had and sharing a few jokes, in Spanish of course. . . I eeked out enough rusty Spanish for their visit but, I found that I really need to keep brushing up on the local language  . . .


   Tomorrow we plan on provisioning at the local outdoor market. This market is supposed to really be something to experience and is something I've been looking forward to for some time. After the slim pickings we've had lately, fresh produce will be a real treat.



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