The sea

We drove along the north coast to a little town, Cabrerra, which just had a new "malecon"...walkway by the sea...built. A new restaurant had been built...we did need to wait two hours for food to arrive...but in the meantime, the waves arrived to crash against the rock face of the cliffs facing the sea.




Waves would rush into a small blow hole and blow up spray into the hot, tropical air. Jose and Alejandro would wait for a big wave to roll in and then see how wet they would get. Very, it turns out. Almost like being engulfed in the sea...but still safe on dry land





Meanwhile Dylan was getting fed...even if no one else was.





After Cabrerra, we drove back to Nagua...a short visit with Nelcy's grandmother...too short by Dominican standards...we did not even stay for coffee...but, at least, we got a final "official" picture of our visit. Which, I guess, goes into that roll of official Thanksgiving and wedding photos.





Photos which say "We were there...all of us. We were there...together. We will not always be able to be all together. But we are at this moment."

Then to the plane, to Miami, and home.

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