Mike and I ran away for a week to wallow in newlywed bliss and get fat on endless food & drink. Literally endless. Day 1 was a whirlwind. We left Atlanta around 6 AM, had a quick connection in Miami, and arrived in the Dominican Republic around 12. After collecting our bags and locating our pre-paid private shuttle to the hotel (highly recommend this, btw), we were on our way to the beach. We got to the resort shortly before 1:00 and were swiftly checked in and introduced to the basic necessities on the property. We paid a bit extra to have the “preferred status” which really amounted to private check in, private pool, beach and bar, and a private restaurant for breakfast and lunch. Other than that, we received the same treatment as everyone else.
As someone who would readily choose a mountain escape over a trip to the beach (anyone remember our trip to Wyoming?) I was SERIOUSLY blown away by how gorgeous it was down there. Looking at the water flying in over the Caribbean was mesmerizing, and it was no less gorgeous after we’d landed.
Day two we took advantage of a full day without cloud cover and both of us ended up a little bit crisp to the touch by mid afternoon, even after diligently applying sunblock.
Another great thing about the DR? No trade embargo with Cuba! Mike got to enjoy some Monte Cristos while we were down there.
Pool side rum runners…who can argue?
Day three was sunny up until lunch time and then the rain set in. The clouds were appreciated, though. Our skin needed a break from the UV rays, so we took had some QT in the room watching TV and surfing the channels we could find that were in English.
Stay tuned for part two!