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Two Weeks: Part One
It's 6th. I'm looking out my window
in Indiana. It's cold. It's
sleeting. There's several inches of
snow on the ground. I'm frowning but
I'm going to Sosua in the Dominican
Republic tomorrow.
Why the Dominican Republic? It's the
second largest island in the
Caribbean. It has more unspoiled
beaches and breathtaking scenery
than Hawaii. I know, I lived in
Hawaii. The people there are a
mixture of many different races. The
women are friendly, proud,
beautiful, in great shape, and seem
a lot happier than their American
counterparts. A good time to them is
being with their family, friends,
going to the beach, singing,
dancing, and walking with their man.
What I'm saying is if your meaning
of life is Gucci, Vertu, Lexus, and
spending a lot, you may not like the
Dominican Republic. If you're
wondering what J Lo thinks, if
you're racially prejudiced, or a fat
cat watching every up and down tick
on the stock market, you're
definitely not going to like the
Dominican Republic. If however, you
enjoy people, exercise, spending
less and living better, I would
highly suggest you consider coming
to the Dominican Republic.
About a week before I leave for the
Dominican Republic I come across a
website called www.latinaffairs.com.
I'm impressed with the format and
pictures on the site. The webmaster,
Diego has done his homework and the
site has excellent pictures and info
of many beautiful women. Unknown to
me at the time, these women are even
more vivacious, beautiful, and sexy
in person. Most importantly to me,
they are also gracious,
appreciative, and kind. While most
do not possess a lot of material
goods, they are quite proud of their
looks, dress sharply, and have the
warmest smiles anywhere. I
definitely was not disappointed in
Diego introducing me to three girls
on his site.
I find out that one of the girls on
Diego's site I wanted to meet was
taken just a few hours before I
arrive. In fact, I meet the lady and
her German suitor several times the
first few days I'm in the DR. They
seem happy, very comfortable, and
I'm quite envious to be perfectly
honest with you. The first lady I
want to meet lives in Santo Domingo.
It's a 5 hour bus trip to Sosua and
a 5 hour return. The lady, Paola,
works six days a week and can only
see me on Sunday. That very Sunday
she comes to Sosua to meet me. I'm
very touched because I can honestly
say I know of no woman in the United
States who would have done that for
me. When I meet her, I'm so in awe
of her beauty that I almost forget
all the Spanish I have been
practicing. She has been studying
English and fortunately saves the
day for both of us.
Her name is Paola and I believe her
picture is still in Gallery 16 on
Diego's site. Diego helps us through
a very nice and informal question
and answer session at his home. With
her permission I ask Diego if I can take Paola to Cabarete to walk along the beautiful
beach there. We return to a friend
of her's house and before long she
has to depart on the long journey
back to Santo Domingo. I want to see
this lady again. She will make the
same journey again next weekend.
Two Weeks: Part Two
During the week, two ladies from La
Vega, one of Diegos's new field trip
towns, visit me. Both of these
ladies are more country type girls
They are also polite, nice and
appreciative. Like the first lady,
they take a day off to travel a
considerable distance to make my
acquaintance. They travel together
to Diego's and are very friendly
and respectful to one another and
laugh a lot. I could never see this
happening in my home country.
Perhaps, Americans should look to
their Southern neighbors for some
real lessons in etiquette, humility,
and civility. However, I do not
choose either one of these
delightful women. Instead, I get a
great break. Paola can get off to
see me two days the coming weekend.
She and I stay at this incredible
resort, Sosua Bay Resort, and I
believe we both have a wonderful
time. She apparently thinks so,
taking her availability off Diego's
site and inviting me to visit her in
Santo Domingo and to meet her son,
mother, and sisters. I am most
thankful for this opportunity. The
two days I spend in Santo Domingo
accomplish a lot. I get to meet
Paola's family, spend quality time
alone with her, and decide for
myself that I must return again soon
to find out more about this
beautiful woman who has brought me
so much joy to my life the past two
weeks.
I cannot stop this story without
touching on Diego. Actually, many
others have. My defining moment with
Diego came when I asked him
why he puts average girls' pictures
on his site when he could just as
easily put only fantastically pretty
women. He replied that in someone's
eyes every person is a beautiful
person. I always felt that way about
all the students I had as a school
teacher. I like that. I like Diego. I like his family. You will
too. I thank him for introducing me
to Paola.
It's February
23rd. I'm looking out my window in
Indiana. It's cold. It's sleeting.
There's eight inches of snow on the
ground. I'm thinking of Paola. I'm
thinking of the Dominican Republic.
I'm smiling!
Cliff
Cliff did get married to Paola in
September
and now lives in Mexico with her |
