Tuesday, March 29, 2022

Last events in Las Terrenas.

Just a few things to catch up:

Today is our last day here in Las Terrenas, and also my birthday. Can’t think of a better place to spend it. We are in this town in a great house, with one door on the street, and the other leading directly to the beach. You walk thru the garden gate and right onto the beach, feeling a little like Dorothy when her house lands and she opens the door into a world of color.(when color was very new in movies.)

Today like every day, our choice was lunch at home, at the gelato place two doors away, accessible from either street or beach, or, savory or sweet pastries from the French patisserie a couple of blocks away.

A couple of things I didn’t mention earlier: there are virtually no shells on the beach at all, something I don’t remember from any other place I’ve been. It’s not really a problem, as I have shells from a number of places, including some that date back nearly 50 years, from our trips to Hummingbird Cay in the Bahamas. Plus all the shells I bought from our neighbor’s estate sale a decade or so back. She used to make decorative crafts and had many containers of them.

Another thing that is relatively scarce here are insects. I love finding many kinds of insects, but not the biting or stinging kind (but they are always very good at finding me.) I have gotten a bite or two here and there, but not in the quantities I usually do, which is a great relieve. Just another reason to love this place.

ONe more thing that I mentioned on fb with a short video, but neglected to describe here, and one of the most entrancing sights and stories I’ve come across here. Our first night, and then every subsequent night here, we’ve seen fishermen near the shore, with headlamps casting an eerie green glow, and holding square nets with which they combed thru the waves breaking near shore. They were obviously fishing for something, but we had no clue what it was. And we didn’t see anyone catch anything, although they diligently looked at every scoop.

Loring googled fishing in the DR, and got our answer. They are baby eels, called elvers. They are very desirable and very expensive in Japan, for sushi and other dishes. In addition to here, they are caught in Maine, and probably other places as well. They became so popular that regulation was enacted in Maine to keep them from being overharvested and poached.

They have gone for as much as $2000 a lb, which explains why the fisherman here are ok with just finding a few at a time. Nights after the first, we did see someone catch one here or there, and put it in a plastic container around his neck that looks like a half gallon milk carton.

That’s all I can think of now. I am heading out to the beach. (Loring is already there) for our second sojourn of the day. We spend a couple of hours there twice a day, morning and afternoon. And will have time for one final beach visit tomorrow morning before our driver picks us up at 11am to bring us to the city.

Our last Terrenas decision will probably tonight’s dinner, which one of the beach restaurants to choose, and what to eat! The restaurant we ate at the first night was perhaps the best. But it is a little more formal than the others, and its seating is looking out at the beach and ocean, but on a paved floor.

I hate to be picky, but I do prefer the ones we can walk to and eat at right on the beach, without shoes, and with our toes literally in the sands!

Well off to the beach for a few more hours. I will no doubt play in the waves with my underwater music device, listening to everything from Bob Marley to Shakira to Bruce Springsteen.


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