08. Nov, 2009

Las Terrenas

Beach Party in Las TerrenasWith no sense of urgency, I decide to take a late bus to Las Terrenas.  There was a huge beach party planned for Punta Popy today that was to start at 2pm.  But a quick check using my Dominican time translation program, really means it may start around 6pm.  So no rush.   Digging deep and shelling out a whopping 260 pesos, I head off towards Las Terrenas on the 11am bus. It’s not an express bus, so I know we will make a couple stops before I get there.

A few hours later we are on the Samana Peninsula, and start making stops in different cities. First Sanchez then on the the city of Samana. The bus continues to head East, and I know the road to Las Terrenas is back in Sanchez. But hey, who am I? This guy drives this bus everyday. I’m sure here is another road that cuts across the Peninsula somewhere ahead. So I keep waiting for the bus to make a left and turn North somewhere. Hmmm… Before you know it, I’m in Las Galares! On the Eastern most tip of the Peninsula. WTF? Even though I checked with two people, including the driver about where this bus goes, we did not go to Las Terrenas. Oh well. Good thing I left early. I can get mad and frustrated, and enjoy my tour and adventure of the Samana Peninsula.

I get off the bus and catch another ride in a guagua heading back to the city of Samna. This driver was in NO rush at all. It was about a 40 minute drive, but with him, it took over 1 1/2 hours! I swear, the guy never got out of second gear. Welcome to the Dominican Republic. Once in Samana, I get dropped off at what is like an outdoor market. There is a guy there with a pickup truck that takes people to Las Terrenas via Limon. So I jump in the back. Before we get underway, there are 8 people in the back of a small pickup truck including all the sacks of potatoes, rice, and boxes of who knows what else people are carrying with them. About an hour later we make it to Limon. It was actually a great way to see the country and back roads of Samana. Nothing like riding in the back of a pickup. Unless you have a motorcycle that is.

Once in Limon, I had to transfer to yet another pickup truck to make the last leg of the journey from Limon to Las Terrenas. Since it’s a long weekend, I am sure there are lots of people (tourists) in Las Terrenas this weekend. So on one of our stops, we picked up a working girl. I bet she will be making a killing tonight in Las Terrenas.

Finally, about 7pm, I arrive in Punta Popy. You can hear the massive sound system on the beach from miles away, and see the lights and lasers from the same distance. I started to mingle with the crowd and meet a few people. Or course, rule number one. Make friends with the models. Marlboro was there and Marilyn and her friend were both models tonight. Rule number two, meet the DJ’s and anyone who looks like they are part of the production crew. DJ Nacho, DJ Giacomo from Italy, and DJ Stan Courtois where all there. Around 9pm a couple people came out juggling fire. The night was starting out pretty cool!

At 11pm, the party moved into the town of Las Terrenas into a club there called Gaia. It was definitely the happening spot to be this night. In addition to the above mentioned DJ’s there was also DJ504 spinning vinyl and DJ Nasty from Santiago that really got the crowd hopping!

With smoke, lights, lasers and 3 stripper poles, the club started getting out of control around 2am. There are three floors. The top floor was DJ 504 spinning vinyl and playing really chill lounge music. On the second floor was 80’s, Hip-Hop, and some Merengue. But by 2am, everyone had moved to the first floor where DJ Stan Courtois from NYC was playing House and Electronic music. With people dancing on the tables, and jumping up and down everywhere, the crowd was almost in a frenzy. We finally closed the club down around 4am, and it was time to get some sleep.

I went with DJ Giacomo to Hotel Coco Plaza, and crashed there for the night. Well, at least for a couple hours. It was a good first day, and what I am sure will turn out to be a long weekend.