Lord I Was Born a Traveling (wo)Man

My good friend Rebecca came to visit me for the first 2 weeks of 4 weeks of visitors I was fortunate enough to entertain between July and August. She wanted to see the sites as well as get a feel for PC life and I’m pretty sure she was successful in both.

I decided to see some of those sites with her. We decided to make our ways up to Sosua and Cabarete on the north coast, and the experience in Sosua was quite interesting.

After a lovely (but sunny and hot) day (during which we brought my sweet Lina in to get spade), we decided to go out for the evening and discovered there wasn’t a huge night life. We found a few bars open with a good mix of a foreign and local scene. What we didn’t know at first (or perhaps always suspected but didn’t want to believe) was that the locals present at the bars were mostly prostitutes looking for clients. Rebecca and I watched as couple after couple paired up. I went to the bar to get her and I some drinks and noticed someone making eyes at me. She was a very beautiful woman, with surprisingly large shoulders, and an usually thick neck. “Oh my, that’s a man,” I then realized.

Later Rebecca and I were approached by a young man (showed his ID to us and was saw he was 20 years old or so, though he looked like he could have been 17). He looked at Rebecca a lot (she had the lower cut shirt) and got me to interpret for him. He explained to her (or was it to both of us?) that he was a decent guy, worked security at a motel, and was nothing like these prostitutes all over the place here. She and I took it all in stride and eventually went back to our hotel unaccompanied.