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Shout outs to the British dude that convinced me to take the gua-gua (and explained how easy it was since everything is on carretera 5) instead of the taxi from Puerta Plata, and the sweet little Senora that told me when to get off. I don’t think anyone else would have. For the uninitiated, the gua-gua is the most ingenious/economical taxi known to mankind. The idea: get a crappy minivan, pick up anyone on the road that needs a ride, and there is no limit to how many bodies you can stuff inside, or hang out the windows and doors. I counted 26 heads at the highpoint of the 10 mile ride. The long legs were not happy with these arrangements and no doubt the van got a chuckle as the gangly white dude stumbled out of the van with one leg asleep dropping crap everywhere (why am I always dropping things?)

Checked into Hotel Taina and immediately made it out to the beach, where I have discovered my soul-mate in adventure sports, kite surfing. This was clearly invented by tapping into my subconscious. You see, usually in dreams I defy gravity with a skateboard or bicycle (or simply by flying/floating/levitating) that has unusual anti-gravity properties, but mostly it’s me that has “figured out” gravity and how to make it work to my advantage (I’m so fucking ahead of you all in my dreams.) But kite surfing defies gravity altogether by using natural planetary winds. May have to embarrass myself trying this. Look for the youtube comedies that will appear shortly after.