Yo quiero mucho agua...

Well yesterday was my birthday. Here in the Dominican Republic they have a tradition of dumping cold water on you on your special day. I'm not really a big fan of birthdays because I don't like being the center of attention. I was however really excited when I realized I got to spend my birthday here. I wanted to be with the kids all day and I wanted to be drenched. Well that didn't go as planned. For culture day we were going to Santo Domingo (the capitol of the DR) which is an all day event. When I realized I wouldn't see the kids I was so bummed. We got up at 4:30 to leave at 5am for the day. NOT a morning person. I started walking for the bus and ran into Bryson. Not fully awake yet, he started to say good morning and he pretended he was going to dump water on me. It was way too early to be wet especially with a 5 hour bus ride. Santo Domingo was a lot of fun. I had gone a month ago so it was still pretty fresh in my mind. I spent most of the day with Heather and Bryson walking around the Calle. Julie got mad at me last time for not going into the Cathedral so I made sure I did that this time. It was really pretty. For lunch we went to Pizza Hut and then had Baskin Robins (thanks Bryson for my ice cream!). It's weird to eat American food now. When we were loading the bus to leave Santo Domingo, Taylor soaked me with water. Dustin had done it a little bit before her but he only did a little bit which was nice. We stopped on our way back home in Santiago and had dinner at McDonalds. So weird to have so much American food. My stomach was not impressed by my poor food decisions. I used to make fun of my Dominican friends when they'd help us with camp they'd get sick off peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and they complained about not having rice. I get upset now too when rice is not part of the meal. When we returned from Santo Domingo we did closing and I got another good soaking. Gotta love the DR.