>Colonial Zone Santo Domingo Dominican Republic sight seeing and history, the parks of Santo Domingo If I ws home in DR I would probably be sitting in this park at the Cafeteria wih friends having a beer and talking. Being warm and in the sun instead of cold and in the house on the computer. Oh well..this is life for now.
Now where was I?..Getting my belongings from old place to new place..
I talked to everyone I knew to find someone with a truck. Finally a guy I knew said he had a friend with a van and he would move me. He told me it would be on Wed. but he would call fisrt. I got boxes and had all the non-essentials packed. He never showed up. I ended up calling him, a bit pissed off. He acted like it was nothing that I was packed and waiting. So he told me maybe on Friday but he would call first.
Well, the norm here, he didn’t call. He came rushing in saying lets go! I was not packed. He was throwing my stuff into boxes, not wrapped. I was very angry but I had to deal with it if I wanted moved. It was dark outside. We couldn’t see inside the van. Things were being thrown into the van not in any safe order. One of the legs of my computer desk was broken off as it was thrown into the back of this nasty dirty van.
Then when we got to my apartment. Friday night, a bar below my place. There was a big party with the American Embassy people and they were all in the street. We were trying to take things out of the van and get them upstairs. Going through a group of very happy, drinking humans blocking the way with every trip up the stairs.
It was very dificult. I was not in the mood for talking to people. I wanted to punch the guy that “helped” me and broke alot of my stuff. But I was IN! I had my belongings in the new apartment. Sniffy and I had arrived to Zona Colonial and our new home.
The man that helped me move went and got a few beers for us to drink. I just wanted him to go so I could get stuff organized so at least I could have a place to sleep for the night. I had a pole up for clothes hanging thanks to Jimmy. He came in and we put up a shelf in the bathroom (we used the metal back of an old computer, very ingenious). The clothes pole was also a divider for the bed and the living area. It was a little small but I didn’t need much cause I didn’t have much.
I finally got rid of the guy that helped me move and went down to see what my surroundings were like in the night. There were many people in the park all enjoying themselves. Sniffy was sniffing around trying to figure out where was going to be her pee and poo place. We walked over to the Colmado and got a beer and sat in the park and observed.
People were nice but noone really talked to me. Tey said hi and just seemed to be observing me, the new Gringa in the neighborhood with a funny looking no eyed dog.
