on the road again . . .

It´s our last official day in the Dominican Republic, we leave tomorrow morning to start our 2 day trek home. Time has flown by and it doesn´t seem real that we will be back home in only a few short days. Our trip has been amazing, although we have loved being smelly little nomads for quite some time the prospects of home, family and comfort has been on our minds a lot lately and we can´t wait to be with the people we love in the place we love.

Our 2 weeks in the Dominican Republic has been . . . well, we don´t quite know how to describe it. As in the words of JT it´s "the best and the worst place all at the same time." We love it but we hate it. The beaches have been the highlight of the trip, the water is so clear and beautiful it´s hard to believe you are standing there looking at it. One memorable beach expierence that we will never forget is when Juanita was curled in fetal position screaming "no gracias" as a local dominican lady was trying to persuade her that she does in fact want a message, the lady even went as far as giving her a free sample, which made the fetal position even tighter than before, if that was at all possible. And then the "no gracias" became almost a whimper. We realized after a few beach peddlers came by that the best method was to avoid eye contact at all costs, which we became pros at.

We´ve decided that food for horses in the DR is scarce, our poor little horses that we rode to a waterfall weren´t really horses at all, more like malnurioushed donkeys. I think our feet almost drug on the ground while they were walking and a rib was poking us in the ass, which doesn´t say much about the homemade rugs that apparenlty were our saddles. What made it worse was the poor little donkeys had to manuvere their way through treachourously steep muddy rock trails. Poncho, Juanita´s horse, had a particularly hard time getting down and managed to nearly through her into the mud. Luckily she´s a hard core cowgirl at heart and hung on for dear life.

Waterfall rapelling this time was amazing, again, the scenery was absolutely beautiful and what made it better is Lupita didn´t feel like she was free falling to her death. The ropes were more manageable, however, Lupita once again found a way to injure herself and took a chunk of skin our of her pinky.

We will end our trip in true american fashion, a few stops at baskin robbins and dinner at the hard rock cafe. As we wrap up our latin american trip we are so grateful for all the amazing expierences we´ve had and the great people we have met. Although the thrill of traveling is something we both love our families and loved ones have been on our minds a lot lately and we can´t wait to see everyone.