Category Archives: Dominican Republic, 01/2013

I’m flying over the Atlantic now on my way home to Columbus via Atlanta. The sun is shining, and the atmosphere is hissing as we cut through it, echoing over the sound of my iPod. Punta Cana is silent behind … Continue reading →

Yesterday was so enjoyable that I thought maybe I should repeat myself. And so I did. This morning, Gary again had a meeting, and so I was on my own until about noon. After getting cleaned up, I headed out … Continue reading →

Lazy morning today. Though I didn’t go into it in yesterday’s post, the latter three quarters of my traveling were as unpleasant as they always seem to be for me. On the Atlanta-to-Punta Cana leg of my flight, I found … Continue reading →

I never had any real desire to go to Hispañola, so how I ended up on a flight to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic probably takes some explanation. When I worked for Prentice Hall in the mid-1990s, I met … Continue reading →