Both evenings I felt like a special, honored guest. There was Marguerite who left sandwiches in our St. Lucia cottage to welcome us at 1 or 2 in the morning after an hour-long taxi ride over dirt roads from the airport. I remembered the young woman in Jamaica we hired as a day guide who later invited us for dinner at the construction site that was to be her home someday. That night in Punta Cana I remembered why this part of the world is special. The people of the Dominican Republic have that warm, open hospitality that seems a natural extension of their lush surroundings.
Life is full of beauty, of movement, of fun, so let's dance the merengue and smile.
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