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Jarabacoa

time in the mountains away from the sea

sunny 20 °C

Jarabacoa had been the plan for Arjan and I to meet again after we parted ways in Samana about 2 weeks earlier. We had planned to go waterfall jumping and hiking through the mountains in the central part of the Dominican Republic. He spoke to our friends Johanna and Nicolas at the castle, they found an amazing place for us to stay (Casa Verde, eco lodge) which had its own private river and huge grounds – including tanning meadow!
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The entire house was covered with the most amazing art works and it had a very earthy/ hippy vibe, run by an awesome Dominican man with a wicked outlook on life.
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The house itself was a very cool place and the upstairs floor was where we each had our own little bedroom in the attic. It was all made out of wood, had slanted ceilings - and my room even had a Christmas tree so I didn’t need to use the enemy; overhead lighting!
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We spent one of the days down at the river where we took all 8 of the hostel dogs for a bath to get rid of their fleas. We had fallen in love with the two youngest puppies that had been adopted in off the street (like all of the others) and we had renamed them as Sanky and Panky.
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The day at the river was lovely; picnic, tanning, swimming, and of course trash pick-up because it is impossible to go anywhere in the Dominican Republic without encountering far too much rubbish.
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On another of the days we borrowed the car from Casa Verde to drive to Constanza which is one of the highest towns in the Caribbean as it sits near to Pico Duarte, the highest mountain in the Caribbean.
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We had planned to go swimming in waterfalls, sneakily climb the mountain in the dark to avoid paying the $500 fee to enter – however, we had forgotten what comes with highest towns/ mountains – COLD! And boy, we were so unprepared!
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There was no WAY we were going to be swimming or hiking or doing anything other than snuggling under our sweatshirts and trying to keep the cool air from hurting our chests! From sunny Caribbean sea-level to 1,283 meters the temperature dropped from 30 to 15 celsius far too quickly for our shorts and tee shirts!
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We got back to the farm house late that night and drank 3 bottles of rum, played cards, danced around the house, and talked until we no longer had the strength to sit. The following day we piled into the car and headed off to see some of the waterfalls in Jarabacoa. We were quite disappointed as we had heard it was one of the waterfalls from the opening scenes of Jurassic Park and imagined it to be spectacular. Instead, it had rained recently so the water was very dirty and brown, and there were huge signs and barriers everywhere saying we were most certainly not allowed to swim!

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We decided not to traipse around the rest of the waterfalls over the following days as we knew they would all be the same colour (with the same overpriced entrance fee!), so we headed back to our little slice of paradise for more river time and chilling at the casa – after a yummy sunset dinner on a mountain!DSC01312.jpgDSC01311.jpgDSC01308.jpgDSC01310.jpg
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It was such a lovely relaxing weekend, away from the extreme Caribbean heat and the sea. Mountains are always such an amazing place to be as they bring such peace and tranquillity. We said goodbye to each other as they headed back for the castle, and I back to my Billy Elliot in Santo Domingo.

Posted by chasingsummer 15:25 Archived in Dominican Republic

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