Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Bits and Pieces from "winter"

Our first big excursion in February was a trip to Cabarete with our friends Patricia and Jessie. What was supposed to be a 3 or so hour drive turned into a 7+ hour adventure. It began with a flat tire... an unfortunate happening, but easily solvable given that it occurred in a populated area and we had Jeremy with us! A quick hop onto a motor bike, tire in hand, and off to a repair shop down the street... I don't think we lost more than an hour. Hitting the "Mocha Road" at night, however, slowed us down. The twisty windy road with many a mysterious intersections and the typical Dominican direction-giving of "derecho derecho" or "por alla" did little to help us. Armed with a sense of adventure, great company, and eventually a few Presidentes, we made it to our destination.

¡The crew: Jessie, Jeremy (doing..?), Paty y yo!

Jeremy shops for fresh fish in town

 The highlights of our Cabarete trip included a huge beach house to ourselves, beers with fish and chips in town the first night, an enormous home-cooked meal the second night, a late evening of "celebrity" or "salad bowl," lounging, and, of course, the beaches...
Jeremy being... Jeremy during post-snorkel sunset

A constant highlight in the DR has been the fresh and incredibly delicious fresh fruit. Amazing guacamole is on the menu regularly. Home-made piña coladas were also on the menu this weekend.
While living in the Dominican Republic has not been all kicks and giggles... it seems as though the adventure has already served its purpose - to learn to live together, navigate new landscapes together, take on responsibilities together, deal with life's challenges together, support each other, and strengthen each other (especially during times of weakness). We have done it all, are doing it all, and despite the obstacles that this year has presented to each of us... we have grown increasingly happy to go through it all together.

Enough of that... onto the Super Bowl!
Well, yes... this is about all we have to say about the Super Bowl.
 Some other highlights of our "winter" months... Yet another wonderful weekend in Las Terrenas. This time we opted for a tiny beach bongalow next to our favorite hotel, Atlantis, where we could pay less, let the dogs run free more, and roll out of bed to the hotel's restaurant for our favorite meals. A quick conversation on the beach with two awesome lady travelers from California quickly turned into wine at sunset, piña coladas at dusk, who knows what at dinner, and then beers, guitar and singing with a group of German's at the nearby pizza joint. A beautiful, relaxing and highly entertaining evening with dogs in tow... 


Valentines Day!
Jeremy, who is always quite thoughtful and sweet, went the extra mile on Valentines day. Champagne (which Luna loved and Fia reacted to with a sneezing fit), home-made garlic flatbread, yummy pasta, our amazing olive oil from my trip to Italy, mango icecream and the world's most amazing chocolate sauce (go Jeremy!)... complete with a card filled with love and puppy paw-prints. It was a refreshing evening that prepared me well for my weekend adventure in New York.


The newest semi-member of our family visits at the window (kitten). Luna and Fia are not her biggest fans.    

Kenya Reunion hike!
My weekend in New York consisted of my first of four interviews with doctorate in clinical psychology programs, two nights in Alison and Kathryn's apartment (my siblings) in the West Village, and many yummy U.S. meals including a dinner with Abby and Jason (Jeremy's siblings). Then I headed uptown to meet up with my girlfriends from studying abroad in Kenya. Six of a group of eight or so close girlfriends, reunited for three nights at Liz's farmhouse in the Hudson River Valley. As if 7.5 years had not gone by... we had an inspiring, comforting, memory-filled weekend.

 Jeremy has continued to stay busy at work. The census ran in January/February with great success. One of the first times UNHCR has used mobile technology to conduct a census. He has since presented the project (planning, process, results) to representatives from Geneva and all of the Latin American offices. As a result, a number of the offices expressed interest in doing something similar in their countries. Jeremy receives phone calls from refugees from Haiti, Iran, Cuba etc. on an almost daily basis. The topics of conversation range dramatically and the calls (which can come any day of the week or time of day) vary in their level of urgency. Jeremy answers every call and you'd never be able to guess who he was talking to... everyone - friends, family, refugees, drivers, colleagues - receives his same level of attention and kindness. I think some of the refugees call him just to hear the voice of a friend. In addition to work and taking care of me, Jeremy has been an excellent Puppy daddy. As you can see in this picture he is well equipped to take the dogs out into the Dominican heat with leash and beer in a wine cooling bag. He's got this figured out...
View to the left from the pool




Our apartment has been a sanctuary for us... we retreat into our home and somehow the noise from the busy streets dissipates We are surrounded by squawking parrots in the neighbor's mango trees, the sound of the fountain in our courtyard and enjoy fresh cross breezes aided by our many fans. The pool and patio just one floor up, which is always empty when we use it, is an additional perk to living here. Cooling swims, sunset drinks and nice views... Yes, our apartment is a much needed sanctuary. I, in particular, spend quite a bit of time here!
View to the right from the pool

Tired after a particularly difficult morning's work
Puppy parenting has continued to be both a joy and a pain in the butt. February seemed to be a particularly difficult month when the girls did not want to sleep. We had many nights with 12am, 3am, and 5am wake up calls (and sometimes that was a good night!). Jeremy somehow maintained his calm and collected demeanor while I turned into a zombie-like disaster. Somehow Luna and Fia seemed to regain our affection during the daylight hours with their ridiculous and cute antics and distinct and entertaining personalities. They really got back on our good sides when, thanks to our cyber-vet Dani, we discovered that you can, in fact, give dogs benadryl as a sleep-aid. YES!! With a bit more sleep, and full dedication of our "office" to become the puppy's room (we try to make it like a cave so they can't detect the rising sun and keep the fan on so they can't hear their relatives yapping on the streets), we happily transitioned into "spring" much better rested.



This was the view from inside their house (pool...ocean...). How could they not be satisfied?!
March came in the blink of an eye. After finishing my work with UNHCR and one of their implementing partners (to save or not to save for a separate post). Jessie and I ventured up to Las Terrenas to meet up with Andrea, my friend from high school, and 14 or so of her friends from NYU law school. I had recommended Las Terrenas as their spring break destination and was happy to learn that they were beyond satisfied. Based on their approval I will continue to recommend this area to vacationing friends.

Playa Bonita and Playa Cosón continue to be wonderful escapes from Santo Domingo. Stunning beaches, sunrises and sunsets, fresh coconut water and amazing food (if you keep going to Atlantis, as we do...). It was fun to take a girl's trip to the beach with Jessie. We are very much on the same wave length and enjoyed sleeping, walking and reading. As much as I missed Jeremy and the puppies... it sure was low key :)
Jessie looks back at Playa Cosón on our way back to Playa Bonita



Somewhere mixed into these winter weeks I had a job (!) and three other interviews for PsyD programs (doctorate in clinical psychology). Jeremy and I both made the trip to Denver for my interview at DU's Graduate School of Professional Psychology to see if we could see ourselves moving to the Rockies... and on that note I will leave you anxiously awaiting to hear more from us from our tropical island.

Monday, January 30, 2012

¡Feliz Año Nuevo!

Greetings family and friends! We are just a bit behind on our blog updates. I guess that means we have been busy! Where to begin?! It has been over five months since we moved to the Dominican Republic. Luna and Fia are over six months old! We have quite happily created a little family here in the Colonial Zone of Santo Domingo. Very happy with where we chose to live, we take frequent walks to La Plaza España where the puppies are able to run freely in the grass and in the square. The puppies regularly attract the attention of passing tourists- yesterday we saw half of a tour group turn away from their guide to watch Luna and Fia run around in circles.They are quite the speedsters and love chasing Jeremy up and down the stairs that lead from the old gate into and out of the colonial zone and up to the house where Diego Columbus (Christopher Columbus's son) lived in the early 1500s.

One of the highlights from fall 2011 was our discovery of a little piece of paradise. Las Terrenas is an area on the northern coast of the island on a peninsula called La Samana. By searching for pet-friendly accommodation we happened across a hotel called Atlantis, run by a man who is also the French Consul. It turned out that the hotel is not only very dog-friendly, but it is set on Playa Bonita with a stunning view of what must be one of the most beautiful sand-lined coves on the island. The hotel itself looks to be set in Southern Spain or a colonial Morocco with white, ivy-lined walls. Breakfast and dinner are served open-air under a thatched roof. Lunch is also served outside, but literally feet away from the water. Did I mention the food? A French cook bakes fresh bread for every meal and every item on the menu that we have tried thus far, has been amazing. Uh, GAZPACHO?!! On our first trip we barely left the premise. We did leave, however, to walk down to an even smaller cove where the waves were less intimidating for the dogs. Luna and Fia learned how to swim!! Luna, being quite the daddy's girl, proved herself to be a natural aqua-dog. Fia, a bit more like her mother, opted to nervously wait on the shore to make sure everyone got back in safely.


Playa Bonita. It's muy bonita.

The Atlantis hotel


Our holiday card


learning how to dig!

daddy's girl :)
fresh oysters!


Piña coladas!


Showing off their ability to "stay!" in the park


 Alas, it has not all been about swimming lessons and beach bumming (in fact, we have gotten to the beach much less frequently than desired!). Jeremy has tirelessly working away with UNHCR (while also trying to keep the three girls at home happy). In December a good friend, Stephane, and another colleague made the trip to Santo Domingo to work with Jeremy on designing the tools required to implement a nation-wide census of the refugee population. Together they have designed a relatively ground-breaking system for collecting data from refugees and then continuing to exchange information - using cell phones! The census officially began this past Wednesday with Jeremy and other members of UNHCR's protection unit in the field ensuring smooth implementation. Now off and running, the census is going well and it's amazing to think that all of the future public data on the number of refugees and their demographics in the DR will be, in a large part, as a result of Jeremy and the rest of his team's hard work.


In addition to the census Jeremy has been working closely with a number of asylum cases, specifically an Iranian family and a Cuban man. While the government's apparent lack of will to grant asylum and hence guarantee the rights of refugees is frustrating, the work itself has been interesting.


The villa where our classes were held
As mentioned in the last post, I spent two weeks in Orvieto, Italy with the Harvard Program in Refugee Trauma. This trip was the two week on-site portion of a nine-month program on addressing the mental health of trauma survivors, particularly refugees. It's hard to put into words how the two weeks impacted me and how the course continues to fine-tune my professional goals. The faculty and participants on the program were from all over the world and all walks of life. Each class was different ranging from mental health within human rights law to culturally appropriate diagnostic tools. Never have I been so entirely captivated by lectures. I have also never attended "school" that gave you two 30 minute coffee breaks where they served freshly baked focaccia and then, of course, an hour and a half for a lunch cooked on a nearby villa that uses all locally grown food - oh my! Aside from the coursework, every dinner was spent getting to know my classmates, eating amazing food and drinking Orvieto wine! A weekend in Rome on the night Berlusconi's resignation was the icing on the delicious cake!
Touring Rome - at the well of something something

One of my favorite meals

View of Orvieto! Yeah... amazing

Occasionally we dress up for our dog walks :-)
Around when I returned from Italy we became the proud owners of a Ford Escape. This may not sound like a terribly exciting event to most of you, but it has transformed our lives here in Santo Domingo. We are able to escape (hee hee) to the beach whenever we want, run errands to our hearts galore, take the dogs to the vet without being nervous about Luna's car-sickness in someone else's car, and, in particular, it has enabled me to feel much more independent, mobile and safe moving about the city. Between the car and becoming members of a nice gym, we feel significantly more settled. We even hosted a holiday party and got all dressed up to go out for a festive night on the town!

I was fortunate to be able to go to Minnesota for Thanksgiving, and both Jeremy and I were very happy to have nearly two weeks in our respective homes over Christmas and New Years. Both of us feel very grateful to have families that we love so dearly and to love each others' families so much as well! The only problem is that Rhode Island and Minnesota are not close enough! I can tell Teddy is feeling a lack of Jeremy in his life and I know that I am feeling that a visit with the Harkeys is already long overdue.

Happily satisfied by our holiday visits, we were both excited to be reunited with each other and our little fur balls, Luna and Fia. They keep growing somehow getting cuter all of the time and most definitely are still enjoying their puppy-hood. 2012 has been off to a healthy start for both of them (horray!) and has brought on a new stage of the teething process. Money, internet cords, shoes, iphone chargers, plants, books, their harnesses... yes they have gotten their little teeth on everything! However, all things considered, they are turning into pretty fantastic and well-trained puppies. We welcomed, with open arms, my mom as an assistant trainer for an entire week!



Mom was our first visitor and I would say we are off to a great start hosting guests! The three of us spent a relaxing weekend in Punta Cana at an adults only resort. Yes it was 99.9% couples and then the three of us! However, we figured out that adults only resorts are the way to go in Punta Cana - much more peaceful, higher quality and less of an "all-inclusive" feel. On our first full day back in Santo Domingo mom and I went on a walking tour of the colonial zone and, well, I'll just get to the point - she broke her foot! She was a trooper and (just like Alison who broke her foot with me in Argentina) she hobbled around the Dominican Republic with a smile on her face. We tried new restaurants, walked the dogs, mom got a manicure in the salon (where Chuckie, dog-sitter and friend, lives), she braved the traffic jams, and the two of us made another 24 hour escape up to Las Terrenas. It was a fun-filled and refreshing week. Thank you mom!
Broken foot... but happy with her Presidente!
Breakfast, lunch and dinner with a view!
happy girl
happy hour in Las Terrenas
We can feel the weather changing here, as the cool winter months (okay, 60s) seem to slowly be taken by heat and humidity. It seems hard to believe that stifling heat will someday return. Meantime, we have been enjoying wonderful tropical storms that whip up out of the ocean or develop in blackened northern skies. Today we had a full rainbow, stretching 180 degrees within our range of vision. I was riding our exercise bike on the porch when it hit, and Jeremy was reading poolside on the roof. Quite a sight!

It's mango season, and our neighbor's trees are full. The blossoms have been making Jeremy allergic, but he's made friends with the neighbor and has secured an offer for a steady supply of mangos once they start ripening. In the meantime, Jeremy has noticed that the parrots are beating him to the fruit. We can see hundreds of mangoes on the trees, and quite a few that are hanging pieces of stripped orange pulp. Lucky birds! These same birds fly over us each afternoon, screeching in pairs or groups of up to ten. Lucky us!

And indeed, lucky us. We have our little gripes about this country (grisly traffic, bad manners, the sloooowness of so many things...) but we are happy here. We live spitting distance from the coast, in a stunning colonial building, with good friends and cute dogs. We've found great escapes, and will find many more. Life is good, life is good! Please come visit!