I kept pulling in fish after fish while Matt was trying to be patient. He even busted out the fishy dance! Meanwhile, I was trying not to barf as we sat out in the ocean, rocking and swaying.
My compromise was that if Matt got to do his fishing trip, I wanted to go zip lining. Matt said it's such a fad thing, to go zip lining, blah blah blah, but I wanted to do something thrilling and this fit the bill. We booked through Bavaro Runners. They picked us up from our resort in this safari looking vehicle (open air, no windows) and took us to Punta Cana. We passed miles and miles and miles of sugar cane, the principle agricultural product of the country.
As we got closer and were driving up the mountain, little kids would smile and wave and yell out, "Hola!" I seriously wanted to snatch one of these cute faces right up and take them home with me! As I looked around as we drove through the towns, the houses are tiny and ramshackle. The families here live in straight up poverty conditions. The people here (kids even!) work hard for their money, either selling merchandise or offering services.... but these kids don't know any different and they seem happy. And here I've been frustrated that our internet connection has been sketchy, hello wake up call. We have SO SO much, living in the U.S.
These half-built cinder block structures are everywhere. They just build a little at a time, I guess. |
Once we got back to the resort, we change into our swim suits and headed to the pool. We grabbed drinks and a few snacks and just lounged, soaking up our last evening in the Dominican Republic.
FaceTiming Hayden before bed |
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