After 6 straight months of macro and micro cosmic preparation, I have finally arrived in one piece in the beautiful city of Santo Domingo. The national beer is Presidente and the locals pride themselves on serving it as close to frozen as possible and it is pretty tasty for a macrobrew. The new teachers are an interesting an diverse cast of characters, and I am currently ranked 13th smartest out of 14 but hope to move up once I rebuff any requests to dance in front of anyone in public. We had a massive thunderstorm this morning that shocked the hell out of Kitty and me at about 6:45 a.m. with two of the loudest claps I have EVER heard; I seriously thought a bomb went off across the street. The streets were flooded in a matter of minutes.
The apartment is nice and the air conditioner in the bedroom works now after a very sweaty first night of (pequeno) sleep.
Ailing is still preparing to leave and will be here on the 22nd with Salvador in tow.
More updates later.
mrk
