From St Martin to the Dom Rep

Do you remember when I told you that anything could happen in 5 days... ???
The skipper who was supposed to take me on board to Guadeloupe left a day earlier... without telling me anything... so Soph became boatless again... I had missed buses, planes in my life... but never boats, There's a first time for everything !!!

Still, I enjoyed St Martin, visited a little bit the island thanks to Pete, a kiwi really cool whom I met at the crewhouse of St Martin, the place where all young people willing to work on boats stay. A backpackers really nice and friendly. Of course, I did not manage to kitesurf there, whereas the 2 first days where I could not go, the wind was full on... so I played beach volley ball... awesome and quite physical too, all good for my legs to be back to be in good shape!

Among the funny short stories, the discovery of a nude resort. Indeed, Pete invited me to join him for diner with Canadian guys he met in a pub... and here we are, with a dozain persons in this nude resort where everybody walks naked, on the beack, in the restaurant, in their bungalows... Eat at a table and dance among naked people will remain an interesting experience... and fun...you get used to it... but to be honest with you, it's not my cup of tea. I find it really more sexy and erotic to have a few clothes on... and to tell the truth, most of them are not pictures of beauty... not even worthwhile to spy them!!!Still, I enjoyed watching them... crazy how many differents sorts you can find... well, you see what I mean !!!

Ok, back to my story! Here i am, boatless, looking for another boat going to Guadeloupe... without any success.... Pete, to whom I had talked a lot about the Dominican Republic, keen to learn kitesurfing and spanish decided to go and live there for a few months, so as I found a really cheap ticket, 100 euros (!), I found myself going with him, decision taken in one day !!!

Back to the Dom Rep... a very moving come back, 3 years later... I had a few tears running on my face when flying over the island, then it was the classic trip from Santo Domingo by bus, the Caribe Tour, with the air conditioning full on, the agression of motos conchos and taxis in Sanchez to charge me an incredibily high price to reach Las Terrenas by night, then the night finally spent in a local cheap hotel, the day after in the morning the trip in the local guagua, a pick up where I could enjoy the stunning sceneries of the hills, and finally... the arrival... lots of emotions there... I am discovering a place which changed a lot, new building and shops everywhere, and the road still the same, really bad, holes everywhere, mud, dust... and my beloved dominicans fortunately remained unchanged, friendly, happy, smiling and still chasing the white woman !!!

My friends have been really surprised and happy to see me, the strongest moment being the one when I caught up with my best mate Cathy in a local pub, me looking for a blond with long hair and discovering in shock a brunette with short hair, she looking at me as if I was a ghost !!! we hugged each other... an unforgettable moment...

I plan to stay here a few weeks at the most, to catch up with my mates, learn salsa, kitesurf, and go and visit the places that I loved so much...

Then, we'll see what's next for me !!!