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Dominican Republic, here I come !
After one day in Brussels, I finally have my flight to Dominican Republic tomorrow. Brussels is really NOT interesting city at all - it looks like city without any atmosphere, with huge Muslim population of immigrants (sometimes you just wonder if you are still in Europe or rather actually in Middle East).. BUT... Tomorrow I will have flight from here to much warmer and interesting country - Dominican Republic.
Brussel is a city with lots of immigrants. And where are they from ? Just check out this internet cafe and its most popular calling destinations...
So I finally landed. Punta Cana. Hot, humid air as a nice start. Airport in Punta Cana looks strange. Like it would be made/ designed especially for tourists that come here in milions every year. Thatched roof, made from wood and straw..."Welcome to our exotic country, sir" - airport seems to tell. "Building" of the airport is stylized on some kind of "traditional", old house that probably people were building in Carribean few hundres years ago. What they do to please the mass tourist and give him some kind of exotic sensation....
At the airport - we are welcomed by the orchestra. They play some dominican music. Some people give them money. Welcome to Dominican Republic !
After getting my passport stamped I am finally outside of Punta Cana airport.
Did I forgot why I came here ? To learn Spanish, have fun, and discover this beautiful island. So let's get the hell out of here. Punta Cana, this artificial tourist village far away from everything in DR is not for me. So I catch the bus to Higuey, the nearest big Dominican city. There should be a lot of cheap hotels over there...
Dominican Republic and Carribean is like strong rum or marihuana that hits you in your head without any mercy. So that's what Dominican Republic does. With its music, with its noise, with its colors and smells.
No mercy. Reality sits on your head and smash it with all its force, there is no shelter. Chaos and orchestra of the noise - honks of the cars, motorcycles, fan in the room, the movie in TV that your neighbour is watching, people talking and shouting on the streets, THE MUSIC from the shop downstairs...Ah yes, THE MUSIC. The people here seem to cant live without music. So they listen it all the time and everywhere - in the house, during work, in the car, in the supermarkets etc.Well, that is what I actually can observe during my first hours here...This is noisy country for sure. Bear it or leave it....
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