The Tuesday Special
I needed a new ( temporary) title this week. Tuesday Confession is alive and well, just shelved for the Holidays. This week I offer a festive alternative...Tuesday stories from The Dominican Republic. I really need the visual aids aka nice pictures but I've never been patient . Instead of Tuesday stories, I have my own title. Really fucking great moments. Yeahh, thats good! Voila...
1. Our second full day in Punta Cana we went on a day long excursion by Jeep. We drove through villages and farms, plantations, orchards and roadside markets of every kind. The girls saw how coffee beans are grown and cocoa beans are roasted. They visited a real elementary school house, ate a local Dominican lunch, rode horses. I was privy to a wonderful scene. My girl, standing on the stoop in a small village store, handing out mini boxes of smarties to the local children. One group shook the boxes collectively but didn't know how or if they should open the box. Jade proceeded to show them how you can jam an entire mini box of smarties in your mouth and store em in your cheeks. You go girl!
2. The horse back ride was scenic, but uneventful. Walking back to the barn, I saw the opening to a fruit orchard. It was beautiful. There were grapefruit trees, banana trees, all nestled in rich green grass. Our guide, a young Dominican boy noticed my gaze and asked if I liked the ride. I grinned, pointed to the orchard and told him I wanted to run a horse through there. He nodded a moment and then said.. well we can if you like. YES! When everyone else was back, set up with the guide discussing the roasting process for coffee, I snuck back to the barn and found the boy.
I wanted one of their horses for starters, not a horse they set up for the tourists. He gave me a little badass that loved to run...one soft heel nudge and I found myself gripping the reins and pressing my cheek against the side of his face to avoid being pistol whipped by tree branches coming at me 100/kms per hour . The ride was fucking incredible. The salty, ocean breeze in my hair , the scent of ripe fruit , the steady gallop. I was so thankful for the experience. I slipped the boy $20 American which is about 3 days pay for him. In Canada , its the cost of a Grande bold , nut muffin with fruit for breakfast. Besides, I loved his smile. It was absolutely infectious.
1. Our second full day in Punta Cana we went on a day long excursion by Jeep. We drove through villages and farms, plantations, orchards and roadside markets of every kind. The girls saw how coffee beans are grown and cocoa beans are roasted. They visited a real elementary school house, ate a local Dominican lunch, rode horses. I was privy to a wonderful scene. My girl, standing on the stoop in a small village store, handing out mini boxes of smarties to the local children. One group shook the boxes collectively but didn't know how or if they should open the box. Jade proceeded to show them how you can jam an entire mini box of smarties in your mouth and store em in your cheeks. You go girl!
2. The horse back ride was scenic, but uneventful. Walking back to the barn, I saw the opening to a fruit orchard. It was beautiful. There were grapefruit trees, banana trees, all nestled in rich green grass. Our guide, a young Dominican boy noticed my gaze and asked if I liked the ride. I grinned, pointed to the orchard and told him I wanted to run a horse through there. He nodded a moment and then said.. well we can if you like. YES! When everyone else was back, set up with the guide discussing the roasting process for coffee, I snuck back to the barn and found the boy.
I wanted one of their horses for starters, not a horse they set up for the tourists. He gave me a little badass that loved to run...one soft heel nudge and I found myself gripping the reins and pressing my cheek against the side of his face to avoid being pistol whipped by tree branches coming at me 100/kms per hour . The ride was fucking incredible. The salty, ocean breeze in my hair , the scent of ripe fruit , the steady gallop. I was so thankful for the experience. I slipped the boy $20 American which is about 3 days pay for him. In Canada , its the cost of a Grande bold , nut muffin with fruit for breakfast. Besides, I loved his smile. It was absolutely infectious.
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