Three days into our DR trip, the mob of local families who descended on the hotel on Good Friday, seizing the remaining rooms at discount prices have checked out, leaving their garbage, discarded beer cans and chip wrappers for the staff to deal with. Now, with barely 30% occupancy, the pool area is quiet and the beach, more or less deserted. Playa Dorada, approximately 20 Km of white sands faces North East with nothing other than the Turks and Caicos to block the flow of currents from Europe. With the incoming winds barely registering 5km/hr the ocean is an endless flat surface of turquoise and blue save for a few whitecaps close to shore. The horizon for the last few days has been empty of traffic, save for a solitary cruise ship making its way north. Not even a solitary fishing boat has breached the vicinity of our temporary home. Also missing are the dozens of local vendors armed with the briefcases full of fake silver jewelry , phoney coral bracelets and offers of “free” hair...
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