Dominican Republic

  Dominican Republic - January 2009

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I'm a lucky girl. I'm going back on a trip soon! Not to Asia this time. I'm flying west, across the Atlantic, to the Caribbean. Destination: the Dominican Republic.

Press trip


This is not a personal trip, but a press trip. The tourism fair takes place at the end of January in Rennes and the Dominican Republic is the guest of honor. We are several journalists from different media to embark, this Thursday, from Nantes airport.

Yes, I know. Spending a week in the sun in the middle of this polar winter is a more than enviable fate... Ah! I'm not going to complain. Working in flip-flops? I'm all for it. Moreover, this trip is oriented "tourism and nature". Too hard.


A first trip, nine years ago

I went to the Dominican Republic nine years ago for vacation. I had taken a dry flight and snubbed the "todo-incluido" formulas. Without seeing much more of the country, to tell the truth, than those tour operators and resorts that I thought I was so different from at the time?

I visited the capital Santo Domingo, and then put me on the side of Las Terrenas, on the peninsula of Samana. In short, a pure relaxing stay.

I had a little dive, too. But this time, it would surprise me that I find time to make bubbles under water.



The most memorable memory I have kept of this distant stay in the Dominican Republic is music. Omnipresent. At every street corner, in stalls, restaurants, bars, cars. Not a place without a sound that pulse merengue, bachata or reggaeton ... I found it very strange, on my return to France, to no longer hear resonant music in the streets.

So I'm leaving. Too happy to change horizons, to cross an ocean. To be far away, somewhere else, not home... How I love it!

What's more, it's totally new on this blog: it will be my very first account of an "organized" trip, my very first chronicles on a non-Asian journey! Big. That would be almost intimidating.


  Dominican Republic - January 2009

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  1. Bon, à l’heure qui l’est…tu dois être coincée dans l’avion, en train d’essayer de trouver une position confortable…mais…tu ne trouveras pas…car, dans l’avion…on est mal assis!!Je n’aimerais pas être à ta place…10h dans l’avion….quelle horreur!!! 😉
    Well ... in fact I just have a little balls, because here is so cold, ugly and gray ... Finally, it warms me a little bit to know you there.Enjoy the sun and this week exotic!

  2. And the jet lag at the return
    And in the wrong way
    And for work and more
    I hope you are entitled to compensation
    I really do not want to be in your place
    Fais nous quand même quelques photos dans un chti post qu’on voit à quoi on a échappé 👿
    😡 😡

  3. @ Marie-Julie: The sunny photos arrive ... I finally find the time to connect. Days filled so much that I did not even have the time, still, to spend time on the internet!
    @ Denis: Yes, I'm really lucky ... I understand that you loved it. The landscapes as much as the reception are fantastic.

    @ Helen: The discomfort of the plane is already forgotten. The heat and the scenery are at the rendezvous. I can not believe I'm here.

    @ Alimata: Les photos arrivent… 😉 C’est vraiment horrible, ce qu’il m’arrive. Tu vas pouvoir juger sur pièce. Je ne souhaite ça à personne… Mais que ne ferais-je pour mon journal!!! 😆

    @ Yves: 😆 Bon, ben alors, il ne me reste plus qu’à te souhaiter bon voyage!!! Enjoy!!! 😀

  4. Thank you Yves! I arrive almost at the end of the stay at the time when I answer your comment ... And I am delighted with the trip. As usual, it goes too fast!