So, I bought a ticket to the Dominican Republic yesterday. I leave Jan. 4. People have asked me why the Dominican? Here's my short list: Spanish-speaking country, cheaper to fly to than South America, a country I've never been to, affordable, Caribbean but has a unique culture, always been high on my list of places to visit. Notice, no where in that list is Albert Pujols mentioned :-) I've been running Spanish phrases through my head and getting excited. I pulled a couple of photos from my months in Costa Rica to get me in the Latin mood.
Something amusing that happened today: I had a note saying that I missed a delivery from UPS, so I called the 800 number to arrange for pick up. Of course, a machine woman answered the phone. I started by mechanically stating my phone number and answering with the brisk yes and no answers. I then decided to have fun and pretend as if the machine were actually a person, so I used some vocal intonations, etc. I'll have you know that she does not know what "yes, please" means. You have to say "yes." A world without pleases? C'mon, no thanks!
Puerto Viejo, on the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica, one of my favorite towns in the country
Guadalupe, kind of part of San José, one of the many beautiful Catholic churches in el país
Barva, Festival of Saint Batholomeu. Every little town has a saint, and the towns celebrate on that saint's day. Those things that look like pig bladders are pig bladders, and they reeked. They are attached to strings, and you whip others with your bladder. What can I say? Tradition is tradition.
Something amusing that happened today: I had a note saying that I missed a delivery from UPS, so I called the 800 number to arrange for pick up. Of course, a machine woman answered the phone. I started by mechanically stating my phone number and answering with the brisk yes and no answers. I then decided to have fun and pretend as if the machine were actually a person, so I used some vocal intonations, etc. I'll have you know that she does not know what "yes, please" means. You have to say "yes." A world without pleases? C'mon, no thanks!
Puerto Viejo, on the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica, one of my favorite towns in the country
Guadalupe, kind of part of San José, one of the many beautiful Catholic churches in el país
Barva, Festival of Saint Batholomeu. Every little town has a saint, and the towns celebrate on that saint's day. Those things that look like pig bladders are pig bladders, and they reeked. They are attached to strings, and you whip others with your bladder. What can I say? Tradition is tradition.
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