Dominican Republic Recap

This is the airport--cool eh?

After about 15 hours of travel...

Lui had to have a coconut! This guy that sold it to us (for 5 bucks!)--his name was Marcos, and i must say he was quite a salesman! (He got Lui for $5 didn't he?)

The Grand BuffetThe "not-so-hot" hot tub. Yeah, it wasn't even warm...

Lui was very pensive this particular day...On our way to a day excursion to Saona Island. On the way there-a catamaran ride. At the island, a buffet lunch of chicken, potatoes, fruit, all you can drink soda, lots of hanging out and getting burned :) On the way back-a speed boat ride with a driver that looks like he's 12. A stop at the sandbar to see the starfish, then back to the hotel. Long day, but fun.This is the guy they called the "paparazzi." He filmed the whole trip, then they sold it to you on a DVD. (we didn't buy it) This guy was funny though. On the island hangin outOur 12 year old boat driver

This sandbar was in the middle of the ocean and as you can see we're in water up to our chest. Notice the people in the back with their drinks in hand. The whole day it was all you can drink (soda and alcohol...let's just say we were pretty much the only ones drinking soda!)We were standing in the make-your-own-omelette line and we saw this guy making what we thought were tortillas for lunch time. Turns out it was the pizza crust! Lui was looking very forward to those "tortillas."This was our bombin omelette guy, Felix. He was there every morning of our stay and on our second to the last day (Saturday), I asked him when his day off was and he said, "Next Sunday." He lived at the hotel when he worked, and went home to his wife and 4 kids when he was done. Crazy. He was great. A shot of our hotel from the courtyard.Talk about a room with a view. Yes, that's another hotel being built right next to us. And that is our view from our room. This is our entire flight in line at the ticket counter in the dominican. We were supposed to leave on Sunday night but our flight got cancelled due to a mechanical problem. They put us up in a hotel Sunday night and this is what we got to deal with in the morning. When we got to the counter the agent was having a hard time finding a connection from Miami to Vegas, and I told him to keep looking. Another agent got on the computer and finally found us 2 seats--one in first class and the other in coach. Guess which seat I got...hee hee. Finally boarding the flight---on my way home to see my baby girl. Man, it was hard being away from her that long.