This did't completely shock me, since I knew the chofe (chauffer/driver) would stop and pick up more passengers along the route.
What did shock me though, was that he stopped to buy shoes.
Not even joking.
A Haitian vendor was situated on the outskirts of town, and since I was still the only passenger, he thought it was cool to do a little shopping on the job.
"Mometito," he called to me in the back, and then went to peruse the selection and haggle over prices.
5 minutes later we were on the road again.
My first inclination was to be perturbed by this personal errand, (after all I'd prefer to spend as little time in transport between destinations as possible) but then I decided I'd rather be amused.
My amusement was not to stop there though.
On our next stop out of town we picked up a gentleman outside of a colmado drinking a litro of beer. He brought the litro and 2 styrofoam cups along with him and hopped into the front seat, promptly pouring himself a cup and then pouring one for the driver.
Amidst our other stops on the way to Samaná, the driver pulled over twice more and all the passengers had to wait while he picked up more litros of beer for himself and the front seat passengers to share.
Just wish he would have passed some along to the back :)
Only in the Dominican Republic, haha.
There is nothing better on a sultry seaside Dominican evening than good company, good food, and a beautiful view.
(My overall thoughts on La Yuca Caliente...nice atmosphere and very reasonably priced, especially compared to the other seafront restaurants. Just be sure to bring your own water since they charge 90 pesos for a bottle that you can find at a colmado for 15)
In any case, it was glorious. The breakfast. The coffee. The weather. The relaxing. Everything. A perfectly beautiful way to spend a Saturday morning.
But you know me, I can´t sit still for too long. And soon I was throwing on a swimsuit and headed to the beach.
Boli and Rolando were having a ball with a stray beach pup.
Im not sure who was having more fun, the pup or the boys.
Note that weird ball strapped to his foot.....its actually a maraca! Perfect for tapping time while strumming out old Spanish love ballads.
God bless that girl for always wanting to work out bright and early with me.