Down in the DR

It's embarrassing for me to admit that I'd never been to the Dominican Republic while living in New York. It's a fast trip from there, but took my moving to Portland - clear across the country - to visit. I'd been "warned" about the rain here in Portland, which I hadn't felt was that bad, really, but during a particularly challenging three-week near constant downfall of epic proportions, something snapped in me and in the blink of an eye I'd decided I needed to get to the beach and fast. Like in less than a week fast. Because this was a very last minute decision (and would be over Christmas), I was on the hunt for a deal. Being so close to Hawaii, I was hoping to uncover one there, but not to be. I searched Central American countries (Costa Rica, Nicaragua), Asia (just for the fun of it), and finally the Caribbean, which led me to the DR. Finding the best deal all around, I booked it before I could overthink my decision. At this point I was so starved of vitamin D that I'm certain I was delusional and figured five days of chillaxin' in the sun would be just what I needed.

And I was right. Taking myself on this holiday definitely recharged my batteries. I met other solo travelers and got caught up on a lot of reading while toasting my buns - adult bevvie in hand - in between reapplying sunblock (a sister can burn, oh yes she can) after numerous refreshing cooling dips in the ocean.

Ahhhhhh. I can feel the immersion of the sea again as I write this...

Ahhhhhh. I can feel the immersion of the sea again as I write this...

Vitamin deeeeeeeeeee!!!

Vitamin deeeeeeeeeee!!!

I'm not afraid of much (except the boogie man) and always think it's a good idea to be spontaneous sometimes and do something good for yourself like a vacation. Sometimes you can't overthink it and just have to hit send before your practical side tries to talk you out of it. The only thing you have to gain is sun, sleep and surf, which outweighs most negatives like an imperfect hotel room (like mine).  (It was a last minute deal, after all, but props to Hotwire for making it right in the end).

As spring creeps up on us again, don't be afraid to jump on that pre-summer deal to that special place you've always wanted to go but never made it to. I'm sure there will more rain this season to inspire another last minute jaunt for me, and I hope that whatever your "rain" is will inspire one for you too.

Scrubbin' up down in the DR!

Scrubbin' up down in the DR!