Then, Wil shared with me that one of the interns from Columbia University working on the project needed to come to the capital with Wil over the weekend so that they could shop and compare prices on nets for the project at Miches. He asked me if it was 'okay' and of course I said yes. I mean, I don't want to be the bitchy fiance that is like, "no way." But I felt like that. I've been here a month, and we just have not had much time together where Wil was actually feeling healthy.
That brings us to last Friday. I had done some cleaning around the apartment. I had the food ready to cook (Wil had requested his favorite meal). I was trying to figure out what time Wil would arrive. At one point, he said he would be on the helicopter with his boss, so they would be here in a couple hours after some meetings. That was at about 3. Well, finally, at almost 7:30, he was at the door. I had cooked the dinner so that it would be ready. Wil greeted me at the door and said, "there are two people down there." I said, "are they both staying here?" He said yes. I was a little overwhelmed. As I have written about before, our apartment is not large. We make the space work, but still. A and K were the two Columbia U. students. They were great; they seemed really excited to be in the capital, so their enthusiasm was fun. I decided that they were young and could figure out the single bed and short settee sleeping situation.
K really wanted to go dancing. A was up for anything. We looked through the guidebooks and found that Zona Colonial seemed to offer our best bet for salsa or other Latin dancing that K desired. Wil called his friend, Osvaldo, to join the fun. I was excited since we really haven't been out much at night. Wil is always nervous at night when it is just us. I was happy to have a group to explore the night life a bit.
We had a fun night in Zona Colonial. Osvaldo does not speak much English, but he and I are able to communicate. And, he is the kind of person that always makes you feel good. We walked around with Wil and Osvaldo taking turns at the lead. When you follow a Dominican, you may or you may not end up at the destination you set out to find. We did not find 1492, the club from the guidebook, but we did finally find a tiny little bar where there was dancing. The crowd, as Osvaldo pointed out, was generally 20-40 years older than us, but we still danced and had fun. Then we found a pool hall (quite popular here) and played a couple of games in the wonderful A/C.
Saturday we woke up fairly early, but then Wil wanted to do laundry. He worked on that and I made some breakfast. A and K got ready. We finally left the apartment at almost 2 p.m. to go looking for fishing net prices. We made it to the Malecon, an area along the ocean where there are a few fishermen, a lot of garbage on the rocks and beaches, hotels, casinos, shops etc. A and Wil were excited when we came upon some net makers. I forgot to get a picture of one of the net makers.
A view from the Malecon. It is a cool walk along the crashing ocean waves, fishermen, various rock and cave formations set against the modern city backdrop.
One of the dirtiest beaches I've ever seen. There was basically a 6-8 foot wide band of garbage all along any part of the coast that had shoreline for the trash to gather.
Fishing looks pretty tough here to me. I didn't see this guy catch any, but I did see some fresh catch with some other fishermen.
This was a little opening under a walkway where the fishermen keep their supplies. Wil and A went down under there while they were visiting with one of the net makers.
They found out the information that they needed for comparison shopping and then we moved on.
Soon we spotted a chicharrones (pork rinds) maker on the sidewalk. Wil bought some for us. These ones were plain and fresh, so tasty! I love street food, and it was cool that we got to choose the one that we wanted. These are different than the pork rinds that you may find in The States. These ones often have a little meat left and, obviously, they are fresh!
Sometimes they are served with a lime slice as well.
It's exciting to see Wil enjoying food again. We need to build him back up to his 'competition' weight of 120, ha!
The chicharron all sliced up for us to enjoy!
We walked back to La Duarte through Zona Colonial. I see new things in the Zone every time we walk through it. Or, I remember things I wanted to take pictures of in the past. So, here are some of those random shots.
Some statuary on the outside of the oldest church in the Americas. This would be along the wall behind the altar. Unfortunately, the church was closed for a wedding. We did sneak inside so that A and K could see it though, wink wink!
Looking through the iron grate work of the fence.
A beautiful facade that is being restored. This building will house the new museum of the cathedral.
Just another beautiful building front.
More wonderful, old architecture around Zona Colonial. This one is in the courtyard next to a huge, church-like mausoleum dedicated to important Dominican leaders and historic figures. The women who designed and sewed the first Dominican flag and the men who wrote the words and music for the Dominican National Anthem are buried there, among many others.
My postcardish shot of the Columbus Mansion.
The Museum of Ham people! That is good stuff! We have passed it before, but I never got a good photo of it. It is not actually a museum, but part of a chain of restaurants where you can try many hams (and other things too). We didn't eat there, but I'm not ruling it out!
These are some ruins that we have passed several times. Wil doesn't know what they are the ruins of, only that they are called "The Ruins."
This is a beautiful gazebo in the plaza near La Duarte that I have loved each time I've walked past. Usually I don't have my camera, but on Saturday I did.
This is one of the funniest things I have seen on this trip. It's a phone in a tree that looks like it should be in a cartoon or book illustration. We assume it is for the taxis to call each other or something. The tree sits at the corner of the park of the oldest church in the Americas, just across from The Hard Rock Cafe. This whole last paragraph is pretty weird to type, just full of strangeness.
We headed on to La Duarte where A and K did some shopping. A wanted to cook some 'American' food that night. Though they have only been in The D.R. for about 9 days, they were really missing food from home, including peanut butter and granola bars. A made pasta with red sauce when we got home and then we all watched a movie.
I have to say that having company again was fun, but I was relieved when A and K said that they were returning to Miches on Sunday. Wil and I would actually have one night alone together, yay! But, Wil is so stressed with his new job (huge responsibilities), leaving his old job (resignation letter, etc), designing and printing the invitations to his friend's wedding, and of course with me being lonely and depressed here in Santo Domingo, that I could feel his stress and discomfort most of the day Sunday. So, that made me sad too. I have been in that place where it seems like there is just too much to do and not enough time to do it. And to add to all of that, Sunday was the culmination of Mother's Month in The D.R., Mother's Day. We went to see him mom. Mother's Month is a huge deal here. It is bigger than Christmas is to most people in the U.S. Wil and his brother gave their mom a new living room furniture suite for Mother's Day, serious stuff!
Now that Wil is feeling better and more comfortable eating; he was able to enjoy some mangoes with his brother, Dominican Style. Basically, they start peeling it with their teeth, taking off some of the skin. They clean the mango from the skin with their mouth and continue. Then they just bite the mango flesh off of the pit as they go. It's a little messy--you can see the bowl of water and mangoes under them. But, as Wil's friend said last week, "mangoes should be eaten like that when you can be sexy and messy and fun!" Oh my!
We then went to see his favorite aunt and visit there for a little while. We made it to Wil's old job for him to turn in his letter, ID badge, and headset. So long and good riddance to Stream and DishNetwork!!! Wil is moving on up. And, that is what I have to keep reminding myself. This job is a great opportunity for Wil. We are both working toward our goals of being together forever, so being apart some now is the sacrifice we will have to make. Of course it sucks. And, I found myself perusing airline sites last week to check out flying home for a few weeks and coming back, but it is just too costly. And, his mom and aunt and friends have all invited me to do things with them. I need to take more advantage of that in the coming weeks. And, I will.
Last night when we got home, we did finally get to have some relaxing time together. We ordered a pizza and watched a movie together. We got to talk about our plans and how we are going to make them work--together!
Keep up the good thoughts for us. And, if you get to be next to the one you love tonight, give them an extra hug and kiss.

