The Marina de puerto Bahia in Samana, Dominican Republic:
The music is playing at a soothing decibel.
Where are the stray dogs?
We still in the DR? Doesn’t feel like it.
Shiny, glazed white ceramics – in shape of coral; sea anemones – sit atop white ottomans; plush pillows lie in piles atop couches which are spread all about, creating niches for patrons to chat, drink a beer, catch up on email. Soft background music adds to the ambiance: songs are jazzy, tamer versions of their originals (They managed to subdue Abba’s Dancing Queen to the point where it’s actually boring now…how do you do that?).
Spa, gym, real showers! And we can catch up on laundry too…not a bad place to spend a few days (and my birthday!)
I feel like someone accidentally let us into a very exclusive club; at any moment they will discover their mistake and we will be promptly ejected from this posh little DR bubble.
But for now, we’ll soak it up.