*sorry for the scary wolf, but that’s the only image that fits this post* There were four of us, three girls and a super tall guy. One block to the restaurant, what could happen? It was 9 pm but again, what could happen? As we got closer to the end of the street, a group of teenagers turned onto the street. I was a bit apprehensive but in a group, you feel safer an are less aware. The group of teens passed us and suddenly, one of the “chamaquitos” turned around and snatched my friends bag. Crap! Damn! Shit!…

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Believe it or not, I’m antsy to leave Hispañola island. I’ve seen the beaches and explored the mountains. The quaint towns are beautiful as well. But I need to go. Where? Not exactly sure yet. Being on this island for 10 months (already? I know, time flies) has given me the travel bug. I haven’t been infected with Chickunguya, but with another more deadly virus which will have you checking TheFlightDeal daily. I will visit the other side of the island in a few weeks, but in the meantime, I can dream of the places I could go, and make…

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  Last night, President Obama arrived in Jamaica and I could not be more excited for my people. While Jamaica has more attention and spotlight than most small islands due to having the fastest male runner fastest female runner, and now the fastest female swimmer a chance to bring attention to the country is always a blessing. Leading up to his visit, I tried to hear what those on the island were saying. Most young people hope Obama’s visit puts pressure on the Jamaican government to improve the country. Crime is still a problem as well as a lack of development…

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Usually March goes in like a lion and out like a lamb. But now that I am here in Dominican Republic, it went in like heat and out like fire. My fan is back up to level 5 at night. Besides the heat, this month passed quickly and uneventfully. I’m looking forward to the next few months as I will have a few get-a-ways with friends and a trip back home (NYC in the summer, nothing better!). I’ve been working on some projects that have me really excited and I feel a bit more “in the zone” in terms of working…

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Yesterday I took a nice stroll down the waterfront and into Zona Colonial. Seeing as I work in upscale, stuffy Piantini in the cetner of the city, I’m often separated front the realness that is Zona Colonial. The old city is the artistic heartbeat of the city– music during the afternoons, surprises at every turn with intricate churches and museums. Zona Colonial i where you go if you want to feel the quintessential Dominican Republic with old folks playing dominoes and Romeo in the background. Earlier in the week my friend had alerted me to Hoy Santa Barbara, a street…

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