Today I am actually traveling. Hard to believe and a bit unsettling. The bus allows us to use about half of the seats and we are all wearing masks. I got a ride to the bus station at 530 AM on the back of Piru’s motorcycle. Something invigorating about feeling the cool of the morning passing through empty city streets that bustle during the day. It is my first time away from my wife and twins in over six months and I miss them already. I am hoping to learn about the possibility of living in the Bavaro/Punta Cana area. We are passing through green hills and a lush valley on the way to Santo Domingo where I will change buses. Stay tuned.
So much for an uneventful trip. While waiting for the second bus…right next to it…a motorcycle thief snatched my phone with all my information. I am physically fine and thought to bring a back up phone but time to reconstruct information.
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