The Good Stories

Time for some good news.

Let's post our stories of good relationships. Let's post our stories of good experiences, when someone went out of their way to help us, gave us a hand etc!

We hear the bad all the time, let's hear the good!

Great idea Planner!  I, for one, love my new country.  It is so very far from perfect, but that is part of the charm.  The people, for the most part (unless they're driving!), are very patient and helpful.  Even in our gated community, it really feels like a community.  I've started working and driving now, so dealing with local employees and drivers.  It's a steep learning curve, but the lack of over-sight, the sense of freedom, and the ability to kinda do what you want, as you want, makes me love this island.  I will never pass for a local, but I am recognized at my usual stops, and it feels good.  Specifically, good stories that make me smile are the everyday craziness you see on any Dominican road.  Somebody carrying a fridge on their bicycle, a family of 6 on a moto, a gua gua filled to the seams and people riding on the step, and litlle babies playing in the surf at the beach without a swimsuit, the colours of the fruit on the back of the fruit truck parked on the main road, the animated facial expressions during a Domino's game.  They all make me shake my head and smile.  Life if good!

The very first time (or maybe second?) I came to Las Terrenas, I was walking back to where I had parked my rental car, well down the beach from the tourist zone,  with my US, high school Spanish and a few more drinks than usual rattling around my brain. It was very late, and the sounds and lights of the downtown had faded and all I could hear was the surf and the very occasional moto in the distance. In the shadows up ahead, I see a person moving slowly and furtively among the palms and bushes between the road and the sea, and the hair on the back of my neck goes up. I'm in a vulnerable situation that I should have probably avoided.... I stiffen a bit, clear my throat to announce that I've seen the skulker, and march closer, hoping he isn't armed with a machete, as I have no idea how to defend against one. As I get in closer proximity, I realize that the person is a policia turistica checking me out to see who I am, as I check him out. I gave him a smile (not knowing at the time that people here think that's creepy!), and relaxed as I walked the last 200 meters to my car. Now I walk pretty freely at night, knowing that the policia are out and about, and are familiar with the darker, more secluded locations that would make a good mugging spot.

I blow a tire on my way to the Punta Cana airport out in the middle of nowhere. I get out the jack and the tire iron and discover the nut on the wheel will not budge. Out of no where, a large Dominican man rides by on his bicycle. He takes the tire iron and after a couple of valiant efforts, he snaps the nut right off the wheel. At least we can change the tire and get on our way with 3 nuts instead of 4.   3 nuts are better than two.
We thank him and pay him. He is gracious and will not accept the money. We insist and he reluctantly takes the cash and rides off into the sunset.

I had something similar happen in Puerto Plata years ago.  Flat tire in the middle of a tourrential rain.  No one was around.  A motoconcho driver stopped, changed my tire and would not accept any money.  He recognized me from Sunday night dancing! 

Next time.i saw him I sent a couple of Jumbo's to his table!!!

Those in stable long term relationships are many and more than you would think but are more likely reserved about posting as such on social media. Why? Because of a 'know all' male fraternity centred on Sosua and Boca Chica primarily who see all the women of DR in one mould from their very limited exposure to people of the country as a whole and would question your behaviour and partner.

There is plenty of good here in this country and it is why many an expat has decided to settle here and some are in long term stable relationships with Dominicans. They have chosen here despite some negative aspects because they wish for a different life from the rat race and constraining life back well as many other benefits. Some of us don't want commercialism and have avoided towns that promote a similar aspects of life to the western world, but others want some of back home.

So great to read of the success Uncle Buck is making of his new found life here.

There are many others who given time will post there stories of a harmonious life here. I suspect from bits and pieces I have posted elsewhere one would realize I am at home in this country with a stable and very happy life with my younger and adorable wife after a significant period living as a couple. With her family and friends too.


Happy to see success stories and people achieving what they set out to do - usually to get away from commercialism and the rat race. Certainly our objective. There is always trepidation with such a big move so we are happy to see things work out for people and know we can do it. The problems tend to get a lot of attention, so this is a welcome thread.
We just got our travel visa's approved today! Woohoo! So we are one step closer.   :top:

Wooo hoooo. Congratulations!

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