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The Malecon Kitten: Animal Avenger Strikes Back

We took our car yesterday to our mechanic on the Malecon. For my fellow driving New Jerseyans, the Santo Domingo Malecon is comparable to the New Jersey Turnpike but without rules. Those of you not familiar with New Jersey vernacular, it is a bat shit crazy highway. When we were about to leave, I saw this adorable kitten hopping around the cars and running around the lot. Having been there before I was pretty sure it didn’t belong to anyone and...

Taking It In – Thanksgiving in Cabarete 2011

Video of our weekend to follow blog This Thanksgiving I opened my email to find a letter from my mom. I love getting emails from my mom because she hardly ever sends them but this one was quite special. This was my first Thanksgiving away from home, and although our new little family (Mike, Rafaella, Olive, Jersey, and I) were living the good life in Cabarete with amazing new friends, holidys always make it harder to be without your family...

An American Born Abroad: Part Dos

When most parents think of their kid’s first year they think of pretty normal milestones: first smile, first words, first steps, first birthday. Most wouldn’t include first passport. It was very important (especially to her Cuban abuela) that Rafa be American. In fact, when we first told my mom about pregnantly moving abroad her first question was whether or not our baby would be an American citizen. So here, mom, without further ado is her passport and Consular Report of Birth...

Chinola Margaritas and Amazing Women

Ready… Jump. Splash! When Husband and I would talk about our move, we knew that we had made a good choice. Besides leaving our family behind, the choice to come overseas was a no-brainer for so many reasons. But how would our idea of living here and our reality match up? When we got here we realized that our reality was much better than anything we ourselves could have dreamed up. Everyone was welcoming, helpful, accepting, genuine, it was almost unbelievable. And...

Pros and Cons of DR

DR Pros and Cons: Another Day at the Park

There are many pros and cons to living in Dominican Republic. Here are the ones I’ve come up with so far: CON: you miss people like crazy. Especially now with a baby, I wish my parents could see her more, I wish my sister could know her niece, I wish BF could know her daughter-in-law (hehe!) PRO: Though I hate missing the actual people sometimes I can’t help but feel relieved that I don’t have to go to all of the...

Decision are hard

My Total Truths: #4 Decisions Can Always be Changed

My Total Truths is a series based on a list of things that I know to be true and have served me as mini-life lessons. # 4 – Decisions can be hard, but they are necessary. My family back for New Jersey after 5 weeks in Santo Domingo almost a week ago and the mere thought of it breaks me down to a Hurricane Irene level cry-storm. I was lucky enough to have my mom with me for so long (2 weeks where...

An American is Born

So at 6 am today, after a night of little-no sleep, Mike woke me up to drive to a busy, smoky AF, polluted one-way street where people turn in both directions. Where am I? Oh yeah, on my way to the US Consulate Office. I would be lying if I said that the sight of the American flag send a huge sigh of relief through my body. I felt, for a brief moment, that I was home. We took the...

Halloween at Carol Morgan School

Halloween at Carol Morgan

Here’s a glimpse of Carol Morgan School’s grounds on a normal day. In what seems to be Dominican fashion (go BIGGER than Texas), this is what Carol Morgan looks like for Halloween: While in the US, the teachers are responsible for not just teaching, but grading, planning, conferencing, copying, advising, and in many cases, parenting (all during their lunch hour), they are also responsible for decorating their classrooms and bulletin boards (also to be done during their lunch hour). Here,...

Welcome to Drinking the Whole Bottle!

I used to wonder what it would be like to be married or to be a mom. I would often think about traveling to places far beyond the confines of my childhood neighborhood in New Jersey. I never wondered what it would be like to have all of these things at once. In the span of 10 months I became pregnant (January), engaged (February), unemployed (April) by choice), married (July), and an expatriate living in a foreign country (August). It has Tilt-A-Whirl-ish...