Well we are already home and I didn't tell of the last days. We had lunch at the missionary home after a morning in the roof top pool at the bed and breakfast. Not at all a simple meal! Greek chicken, humus, salad (notice this is not the last item mentioned as by this time we had very little vegetables), potatoes, roasted peppers, flat bread, cake and coffee.
More enjoyable was the company. Two sisters from Brooklyn were leaving that day after having worked two weeks with the French Creole congo in Santo Domingo. Both started attending the
French congo in Brooklyn and one of the sisters had been born on the island but had moved to the states and did know French Creole.
There was also a family of three accompanied by the daughters friend. They are from Las Vegas and had just arrived the day before for a three week stay. We gave the benefit of our experience thus far as they were going to be headed for Las Terrenas. Hopefully they were able to avoid some of the obstacles.
We headed home (to Las Terrenas) and hit the pool before bed. The next days included beach, a going away party for three need greaters and meeting. Then came Sunday.
We drove out to a brothers house and after field service meeting loaded into a variety of vehicles. One being a flatbed truck. Adam was heard to say 'You haven't done field service until you have gone in the back of a flatbed truck'. We one upped you!
Our experience inclued a rain shower while in the back of the truck! At first it was mere drops which we were thankful for as it was a very hot day. Then came the showers! Before the umbrellas could be grabbed and opened we were soaked and laughing joyfully! We stood along the road huddled under umbrellas after the truck stopped and waited for the rain to let up a bit before continuing the territory. A joyful spectacle we were to those watching us from their porches.
Monday we went to Samana and took a wild boat ride out to an island nicknamed "Bacardi Island" where the beach is white and the water carribean blue. Paula found a treasure while snorkeling. A lovely ring which it would be wonderful if it turns out to be genuine diamonds and silver! Wait for the cointinuing story!
Tuesday was back to construction in Sanchez where we found the walls up and the metal roof supports up and the interior walls cemented and the brothers working on preparing the floor for tile. Much work has been done and more to do.
By far Wednesday, the day we left for Santo Domingo to come home, proved to be eventful. Several of us needed a chiropractic adjustment after our wild boat road on Monday and got an appointment. Paula went first and then found she had locked the car key in the car. She went in search of some help and came back with a young man that she had no clue as to what he was saying. The chiropracter and the hotel owner above the office came out and brought a wire hanger.
They worked for quite a while and while we asked whether the police would not be able to help (we were told their solution would be to break the window) the young man was laughing and making a call to someone. Nobody seems to have heard of a "slim jim".
Carrie saved the day by suggesting that the men try to snag the latch to open the trunk. They finally listed to her and got the trunk opened. We unloaded the luggage and Carrie crawed into the trunk. The next thing we know she has her hand inside the car through the slots in the seat (they were the type that folded down). She looked like "thing" from the Adam's Family. She managed to push the button on top of the seat and get it to fold down, crawled in and unlocked the doors all to the amusement of the men and the people across the street!
Our day did not stop there. There is a habit of the men lifting their shirts to expose their bellies. Jenny did this and said it actually was quite a bit cooler and suggested that we do it to. Well it was just the three of us, so up with the shirts. Carrie and I looked around just as two Haitain brothers were walking through the gate! We gasped as did they and down the shirts went and out the gate they went. Laughter erupted and we okayed them to come through but no sunburn matched the red of our faces from that!
Finally we got on the road and headed to Santo Domingo for one last shopping spree in the Colonial Zone. The next morning we were off to the airport and headed home.
Well that was our adventures of the Dominican Republic!
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