Peso Pirate of Puerto Plata 2023
Arriving on the shore of the island it was not long before my first mate (Marie) and I settled into our quarters and I was out the door with Zen Guru (AT Pro). Being gob smacked full of sun tan lotion I must have seemed like a strange creature to the locals. Lasted about 2 hours on this first sortie with about a dozen foreign coins....well they were foreign to me! Returning to the room after this was an experience as every second person asked how I had done. Standard reply of "Found a few coins" was volunteered. The corpus amount of hot water under the show was oh so good. The bed on the other hand was a throw back to the time of Fred Flintstone. Mister Man when I laid upon it there was no bounce, no comfort and no joy. This proved to be a thorn in my side for the 2 week stay.
By the third day the routine was set. Sleep. eat and dig. Each morning I would go to the breakfast buffet and get "our" seat by the window where I would watch the world go by with a coffee while awaiting my mate to make her grand entrance. Grub was fit for one...a grub worm that is as everything was tasteless or bland. No mustard, bacon nor decent sausage. Too add to the misery hot sauce for omelets was not to be found. The horror....the horror!
Had to wait a few days for calm water before venturing in. Not much that day nor any other in the water. With so much beach to cover that did not present any draw back to my amazement as I meandered here and there in a section each day.
Fortune favors the brave as we did three field trips. One to Puerto Plata City, Sousu Beach and the last to Cabarette. Each trip was by public transit which in it's self was an adventure! The drivers were a cross between Mario Andretti and Evil Kanevil. Amazing that they could pack 20 passengers into van the size of the old Volkswagen ones. jammed in like can of sardines big time. Plus side was that each round trip only cost $8 round trip whereas a one way trip from the hotel to the city cost $40 USA.
Suppers were the same routine as breakfasts. Got to tell you I would not want to be a chicken in the Dominican Republic as I am sure their life expectancy was a mere 3 weeks! After the first week I was eating soup and bread for each meal as my mate stuck to the pasta grill.
Nightly entertainment was a dance fest save for Saturday night when the locals invaded the resort for the weekend. Saturday we were enthralled with a magician who could make just about anything disappear save for my sore shoulder and knee which was comforted by "El Presidantie" now and again.
No surprises or great finds on this trip. Just glad to have gone. Glad to be home.
Once safely at our abode Marie gave me a trim spending 5 minutes on my head and 20 on my chest and back. Lord love a duck has the woman no pride removing the hair that "moved" to these areas. Will the Peso Pirate of Puerto Plata return next year or will he pillage and plunder some other Caribbean Island?
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