July 30, 2022
AboutAnything | Greg McComb My first trip to Cabarete was about ten years ago, the standard two-week vacation to a Caribbean island for a Canadian seeking heat during a long-cold winter. My family members had urged us to come for years, so my wife and I finally relented. My first impression was not good. It seems the town hadn't gotten around to building sidewalks; most are cracked or unfinished; motorcycles speed around the main drag, some doing wheelies as the police look on nonchalantly. Locals are quite loud and can be aggressive in selling you stuff (necklaces and bracelets) on the beach. I visited for another year with my family, did Cuba a couple of years, then I came back. And haven't gone...
