Dominican Republic

11/16

We have a few days left here in the Dominican. We had originally planned to stay till January, but I just wasn’t feeling it here. I felt like we were wasting our time here. It hasn’t been ideal with the location and the issues that come about just by being in a third world country. So we changed our reservation and booked the plane tickets to go back to the States.

We have rented a space back in my home town that is walking distance to the downtown area as well as a few of my familie’s homes. My husband’s family is not far either, so our baby will be able to know her family instead of just pictures and the ever distant messenger phone call. I am certain that we will benefit from this as I have mentioned the loneliness of expat life in past blog posts being difficult when we are so far away.

So one year commitment back home will be interesting to say the least. My husband prefers living abroad rather than living in the US despite being from there. We will most likely be trying to convince the other the entire time of what we think is the better thing to do…Stay in the States (my position at the moment) or move abroad after the year is up (my husbands current position).

I’m trying not to get bogged down with the thoughts of one of us not liking what the other wants, but instead focus on the exciting year ahead of making a home in a temporary space, while the baby continues to grow up, and being there for other family milestones along the way. I am also excited to unpack a few of my household belongings and get to using such things again. At the moment I am thinking of a few vintage place mats that I purchased earlier this year while I was without a table, but thought they were beautiful.

I have partially enjoyed this place in the Dominican. While its been a struggle at times, I will still leave with good memories too. The walks down the hill, the beach at Cabarete, the trips to the store for groceries, getting rained out, the beautiful days, the pool, watching our baby grow, and so much more.

Here are a few more pictures of our time here…

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Some of the views on the mile plus walk to the main road…1

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destruction of the grounds due to a new well being built.

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Me doing laundry

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Drying clothes in the sun

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Some Dominican inspired artwork 1

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Baby V.

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Beach baby

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Spectacular sunset

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Photo of the flooding http://welcometososua.com/

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Baby V and daddy

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Street art on the beach

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Found in a bathroom

Looking forward to Thanksgiving with family – wifeabroad

Things

Summer time is drawing near… Our vacation this summer will be a trip to the States. We already have our flights booked. Now to just wait it out till it gets here…I’m super excited to have some new adventures this summer. Things I haven’t ever done, like ride the Amtrack train to NY. Hang out in NY (I’ve been to upstate area, but not the city). Oh and it may seem like a small thing, but 4th of July is one of my holidays. Since meeting my husband, we have always been in separate countries on the 4th. This time we get to watch fireworks together. (I smiled even as I typed this, it really makes me happy)

In a not so far off date, I will be packing for our trip…I’m already thinking about the things I will take with me to the States. Like sentimental stuff… the kinds of things that my husband doesn’t get. Even things that I have made. This kitschy oud burner that I turned into a pincushion…I think it’s cool, so I want to keep it. He and I are so different in this. He said to me the other night, “…you can’t take the stuff with you when you’re dead.” At which I replied, “I know, but I’m still alive, so why should I live in an empty box?” I like to have “things” while he finds it to be a burden. He likes the ability to just get up and leave, without baggage. I have however come a long way from a fully furnished home back in the States, to five Totes of belongings being stored in my mother in laws basement.

Since I’ve been here, I have made 4-6 quilt tops. And I don’t plan to just leave them behind. I like them and I plan to complete them at some point. And for me it makes more sense to take them back to the States for future completion, rather than finish here (less bulk in the luggage). And there are a few other smaller sentimental items, and maybe a few pieces of clothes that I like, that will come in handy later on to have. I happen to have the mind set of…”why give it away and then turn around and have to buy it again?” I know I can’t take everything with me whenever I go, but one thing is for sure… I will take some of it. It is just the way it is. I thought that maybe that particular way about me might change by living over here, and wanting to live yet in other places. But to be completely honest, it has (maybe) gotten a bit worse since being here. Not that I have more than I did before, because that’s not the case. It’s just that I think I want certain securities even more so than I did before. Maybe the insecure feeling that I get about this particular place is the reason I feel like I need it more. Who knows…Maybe it’s my age.  And yet, it’s also just a part of who I am, and I’m okay with that!

CAM00356 CAM00357 Two of the latest quilt tops I have made.

I do need to think more on this topic though, because the next place we live will once again require certain “things” in order for me to feel settled, secure, comfortable… I’m not really sure how to rank what is important and what is not. I’m talking stuff like appliances, furniture, you know…?

I would love some input from my readers on this as well…Do you have things in life that you must have, what are they? Why do you feel like these things are important? Do you have a spouse that thinks so incredibly different from the way that you think? I always welcome a good laughable story! And if you are a nomad so to speak, how do you deal with things?

CAM00337 My camel oud burner, turned pincushion.

Some “things” are just great memories…This place has definitely provided me with that.    -wifeabroad