Our crew was up mid-morning to grab breakfast and then hit
the sand. We were treated to another
perfect day of weather. Other than a few
dips in the water, a couple of strolls up and down the beach, a card game or
two, and several massages on the beach, it was an uneventful day, which is just
what we planned.
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| Mo and Garrett getting their beach bodies ready |
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| The epitome of our relaxing day - massages, naps and taking in the sun |
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| Seats open |
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| Cabarete beach |
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| Garrett was the King of Queens in the hard fought Hearts battle |
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| Matt mixed in a massage from 'El Tigre' |
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| Una cerveza por favor |
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| Local vendors walked the beaches selling fresh fruit |
As the sun set we went back to the room to clean up. Earlier in the day we noticed a great surf & turf, aka mar y tierra, dinner offer that we planned to take full advantage of. We got to dinner around 7:30pm and it was a bit warm and humid so Mo, Greg and Matt decided to go topless at dinner – it’s the Caribbean so topless is completely acceptable.
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| Dinner on Sunday was toptional |
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| The surf and turf feast in Cabarete |
Even with his shirt off, Greg was still overheating so the boys assisted him with a head-and-shoulders-only dip in the restaurant’s pool.
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| Preparation... |
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| Ready to engage... |
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| Commencing the dip... |
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| Drying... |
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| Todo bien!! |
After dinner, we bar-hopped up and down the beach to watch Dallas squeak by Garrett’s Redskins on Monday Night Football.
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| LA was well-represented in the Cabarete bars |
We wrapped up the night by again making new friends at Jose O’Shea’s, including a Canadian named Robert who had retired and moved to the north shore of the Dominican. Robert was sitting bar top alongside us and he started telling us about all kinds of great things to do on the island, including a claim that the nearby Playa Grande Golf Resort is one of the best golf courses in the world. Matt, Mo and Garrett had been looking to get in some golf on the trip, so this recommendation piqued our interest. After a couple rounds of shots, Robert told us he would pick us up at 7am the next morning (it was about 1:30am as this decision was made) and take us on the 45 minute drive to the course.
Would the gang be able to get home, sleep off some drinks,
wake up early, and make it to Playa Grande for a spontaneous round of
world-class golf? Stay tuned…
Seriously!!!! I don't even know where to start with the obviously homosexual activities and clothing here. Just please come to terms with your sexuallity for your own health. This is sad. There is nothing wrong with being gay. You were born that way. Stop this farce. I feel sad for you.
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