Is it a dangerous place? I don't get that feeling, but then I spent a lot of time in truly dangerous places for comparison. Actual violence is very rare. Oh, there's crime, of course. Mostly the crime-of-opportunity snatch-and-grab off the beach blanket or the rental car type of stuff. And crime increases with population, but I feel safer here than many places. The Haitians are a problem, true. But we also have friends who are Haitians. We have picked up Haitians and given them rides. We have good friends who are from DR. Oh, it's not perfect. But what place is, really, once you add humans to the mix?
Surprisingly to me, we have found out that living on a tropical island, in a developing nation is not for everybody. We know of several families who moved here, and lasted maybe six months. You gotta be okay with heat, bugs, and you have to be comfortable in a multi-racial environment. But if you are the type that loves a place like this, and can fit in, its great. It means you are surrounded by people similar to yourself in that regard. Day to day long term is different from a week in a resort. We think about where we would go on a vacation, and we would rather stay here. We are considering taking some cruising friends we met up on their offer to fly to meet them somewhere and spend a week or so on their 50 ft. St, Francis sailing catamaran. I think I would like to go back to New Zealand someday, as a tourist this time, maybe we will meet up with them there. They are circumnavigating the world. I met them on a sailing forum, surprisingly enough. And we got together when they came through here.
Here are a few photos from Middle Caicos, a little sailboat regatta. Its every year around Valentines Day;
And for variety, some photos from a day on the reef. The local kid with the spear is our friend Evan. He's now working to become the first factory-certified Yamaha mechanic in the TCI. Great kid, with an interesting story. I told part of it in the blog, and will probably get around to it here if people like words with their photos.
This is one of my own sons, who came down for a visit. This is his first time breathing compressed air, he was pretty relaxed. This is a perfect place to introduce people to diving.
I was adding and subtracting lead pellets to get him neutral, snapped a few photos.
Had him perfectly neutral, makes it a whole lot easier when you don't have to fight to stay down, or to stay off the bottom;
Wife and I went on a trip touring the inside passage in Alaska, and flew my son down to watch the house and dog for a week and a half. Well, we introduced him to Evan, as they are the same age. After we got back, I started hearing some tales of the parts of Provo Evan showed my son. It would have curled my hair (if I had any). But over time, I came to realize that he fit in very well with the local youths. Scary looking characters, some of them. Now, when they see me in the store or on the street they ask me about how he's doing, and when he's coming back to visit. He's safer here than he is on the streets of Falmouth Massachusetts, from what I can tell.



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