you & i have a better time than most can dream

Change; they say it comes to all and whoever “they” are – they’re right. This weekend i returned to Cabarete, a small wind/kite-surfing mecca on the north coast of the DR. This place was my home for a debaucherous year before i headed to Ecuador and whenever i have returned there since it has really been a trip. This weekend perhaps a little more then previous – you see when there is no wind i have a tendency to think to much.

I think of the whirlwind of change that i see; Cabarete has gone from a somewhat hidden beach town to a booming vacation hot spot. i walked the beach that was the start of my daily commute for that year, this time carrying my son. Then, i passed palm groves, horses and nothing, now, it is littered by hotels and “luxury condos,” on literally every step of the walk. The town is definitely booming, why didn’t i invest? There are still remnants of a crew there; most of us now with kids – waking up to play parent long before we would have left the TikiBar a few short years ago. Change.
Of course life is all about balance and there are many things that stay the same: the pizza and scene at Lax, the music and hilarity of the SankyPankies at Onno’s, a sunrise to yourself on BozoBeach, bread from Dick’s and the great wave just before Nanny’s point – i would love to know the total number of hours i have logged on that wave (video of Ollies first session on this great wave!).

An overnight in Cabarete: a great reason to be thankful that we live in the DR.
Well i am likely writing this blog for myself and the people that do check it out don’t care about my random thoughts but want to check on the star of the show…yes he is doing fine and changing everyday. He is still all about standing but can break down into a commando crawl when he needs to storm the beaches.

Even though he doesn't get to see him too regularly Boppy is still his hero, and although he won't recieve any pressure from his parents he was already going through the Queens' Med class calendar and has been practicing regular check-ups on all of his stuffed animal friends. I have to say if you could put DKP in a diaper and a big white "c" pillow they would look identical. GreatGrandpa Raymond of course is also happy to hear that his first GreatGrandson is enamored with the medical profession.

Bath time is still one of his (and dad's) favorite time of the day. We have our little rubber squeaky octopus friends, our washcloth puppets and songs that we sing - goodtimes (what change?). Recently we have discovered the joy of splashing (see video) and the not-so-joyous act eating the suds.

OK, i think i have overdone the pictures already but i had to show you this one, this weekend was also the introduction of Mangoes to the OPP. You can clearly see he, like both his mother and father HATED them!