MY DOMINICAN FLING

Just got off of the plane at Kennedy. It's Friday night and James Saunders is having his birthday party at the Octagon. I am whipped after 8 days in Santo Domingo. I was hanging out with my friend, who lives there. I stayed with him in the barrio. The people are poor, but very proud. They treat visitors very good. I had a blast, while there with him. More on that later. I went through customs and got a cab home. It was already midnight and I had to be to work in the morning. Well, I just decided that I was going to shower and go to bed. I have to apologize to James, in the morning. I already miss my friend, Christopher. I will be back in a couple of months. I threw the suitcases wherever and got ready for bed. It was good to be home for a nice hot shower, as the water in the barrio is cold. One good thing though, if you are out partying and come home drunk, that shower will "bring a bitch together"! I woke the hell up many a mornings after that ordeal. Now I am back to reality and the fact that I have to work in order to play, so here I am, yo. That's me from the last trip, as I still have to go through my photos from this trip. I was frowning cause I was looking up and it was hot as hell and sunny that day.