On my flight to Santo Domingo I sat next to a very friendly young woman, still nearly a girl, who told me she was traveling with a group to do missionary work in the Dominican Republic. This was her second trip to the DR, the first being to the resort area of Punta Cana while …
Plugged In, Tuned Out
Even though I am American, having lived in the United States most of my life, the 8 years I spent in the Dominican Republic shifted my perspective. I am from here yet not, oddly similar to the way I felt when I lived overseas. There, I related so much and yet felt so different. Here …
Life on High-Definition Video
Above: Dominican Republic carnival When I know I’m leaving for Santo Domingo, at first I feel a panic. Of course I’m thrilled to go, but to leave my kids is hard. They are still so young, so fragile, like tissue paper dolls, and they need my guidance, my defense, and the ferocity of my love. …
Multiplicity
Above: M.C. Escher – Relativity Whenever I come to the Dominican Republic I always have such mixed feelings. On the one hand it is so familiar. I lived here 8 years, long enough to learn the language, the culture; long enough to move among the locals without feeling like a tourist. There is something so …
Sol India
Above: The dressing room at Sol India There is a great store tucked away in the Zona Universitaria called Sol India and they sell Indian clothes, accessories and decorations. Tucked away in the little street that runs off of Maximo Gomez by the Supermercado Nacional, you wouldn’t know it’s there unless you were looking for …
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