Remember Me? Page 1 of 2 1 2 Last Jump to page: Results 1 to 10 of Thread: See the real La Romana. Thread Tools Show Printable Version. I just returned from a 60 day working trip to La Romana, DR. Although I stayed in a very expensive villa in Casa de Campo I spent most of my off duty time in the city. Not only did I fall in love with the city and its residents.
I saw the good, bad and ugly side of everything. Mostly I saw the goodness of the Dominican people. Regardless of their station in life they are very caring and intelligent. My story starts out in Casa de Campo. As an employee of an American billionaire I had been to Casa de Campo several times before. It is a fantastic vacation resort with 4 unbelievable golf courses and world class dining at La Marina and Altos. Multi-million dollar yachts, polo, shooting and a great beach all add to the pleasure of your stay.
However this is not the real DR. The real DR can only be seen in the streets of the city, talking with the locals. Once you cross the bridge it is a different world. To me a very enchanting world. It is a strange world to an American or European. A world of hope and shattered dreams. A world of loving people who deserve better than the get.
Everyone in town seems to have a scam to relieve you of you money. At first this offended me but as I got to know the people it is the only way most can survive. Twenty Five dollars for a 12hr. By any standards this would make it very difficult to feed, cloth and care for an individual let alone a family of 3 or 4. Yet somehow many Dominicans survive in just this way. So on you next visit loosen up your pocketbook.
From the time you pass the new Jumbo supermarket until you reach San Pedro open your eyes. Ask someone to take you Los Molos; there you can see the poorest of the poor. However how poor they seem to be most are extremely clean and opened their doors to me and a friend. The saddest part of my story is that I lost my job and may not be able to return. My boss was very upset that I took several of my Dominican friends to one of his villas, where I was staying with the corporate pilots.
