This time we headed up the hill to China Town.

The big statues frightened me at first but I got used to them. Maybe because they were giant cats. Cats do not make me nervous but if I saw a cat this size I would run away…

I am getting very brave.

We were walking near the Mercado Modelo. On Sunday there are not hardly any cars or people on this street so I am feel relaxed and calm. The only problem was that some big dog fell in love with me and was following me around. Every time we looked at him he turned his head pretending he was not following us.

Then we went past the Fire Station. The Bomberos were outside and they were not very friendly but I did get my picture taken near the old firetruck sitting outside.

We went to Parque Independencia so I could see where the founding fathers of Dominican Republic are honored.

Then we walked to the Door of the Count or Puerta del Conde.

The guard was nervous because I was standing too close. He was afraid of me, The Dominican Dog. Imaging that. But he finally let me have a picture taken with him and he even patted my head when he realized I was nice.

Then we went to a Colmado. I got some ice and mom got a beer. We also got a little cheese cheese to munch on. I like Colmados as much as my mom does.

Then we headed toward home stopping in moms park, Parque San Jose to visit her old neighbors for a little bit. I just jumped up on the bench next to mom, laid down and relaxed. I was just watching the pigeons and the people passing by because I was tired out after our long walk.

Now next Sunday April 1st is my birthday. Wonder where we will go walking to then…

We went through the Plaza at the statue of Monticino and mom said they really cleaned it up. She said we will take pictures of it another day. The beach is in front of the big statue. Mom is not sure of the name so she just calls it Playa at Montecino.

When we got there there were a few people there. There were a few nuns in their blue dresses looking at the water. There were 2 unformed guard type men in the parking lot. You could look up the coastline and see the big buildings and I even saw a ship in the Caribbean Sea.


A group of kids came and started talking to mom about me. A few did not smell good, I thought they were looking for trouble. But there were two that were very nice and talked to me. I let one pat my head for a second. Then they took off their clothes and went swimming. Two of the kids went into the water naked! Thank goodness mom said the pictures came out blurry so we could not see those boys bare butts.

The waves were a little rough and the noise of the crashing water frightened me a little. I was brave and did not run away and enjoyed sniffing the sand and the trees and buses around the area. I did not want to get near the water. Maybe another day when I get braver.

Then mom and I walked around a little bit. We stopped to talk to friends at Parque San Jose where mom used to live. We then continued on with the walk.

It started raining really hard. I never got stuck in hard rain before. I was afraid and the big umbrella mom had did not do much good. We ran for a doorway. I was shaking. The other people in the door thought I was cold but I was just shaking because I was afraid. But mom hugged me and told me all was OK. Finally the rain stopped and we walked some more.

We ended up in Parque Duarte (the good picture is in the other post about Duarte Day). I liked smelling the flower wreaths that were in front of the statue of Duarte. Everything was wet and fresh and clean, including mom and I.

After this we headed home. It was a good walk-about.

I think I smelt a pirate. Mom said Sir Francis Drake destroyed this place and took over Santo Domingo around the year 1586 so maybe thats who I caught a whiff of. Cannot believe my sniffer works from that far back.

Mom said the main part of this monastery started being built in 1509. I really could care less about all those dates and stuff. All I know is the place is really old the same as most of the Zona Colonial. It looks really cool too.

I thought it was interesting to see all those birds mom called pigeons all over the building. Mom said the park that I was in the neighbors call it pigeon park so maybe thats why all those birds are there. I am wondering where is the dog park (I can make a joke too).

There are all sorts of strange rocks laying around the yard here. I wanted to check it out but mom said she did not want me going in there this visit. I think the place is haunted. I was a little nervous and it was not because of all the people and dogs around. This picture has two shadows on the far fence. Maybe they are ghosts??

More history or the Ruinas del Monasterio de San Francisco and a picture slide show of the Ruins of San Francisco on my moms web site www.colonialzone-dr.com.

WANTED, a few days ago this dog was stolen from the vehicle of its owner, please spread the photo, his family is desperate! There is a reward. Stolen from Romulo Betancurt and Nuñez de Cacerez in Santo Domingo. She is wearing a red collar.

SE BUSCA, fue robado hace unos días desde el vehículo de su dueña, favor regar la foto, su familia está desesperada!Recompensa.

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