Here in the Dominican Republic it is Independence Day and also maybe the end of Carnaval - these little details are incredibly unimportant and if a silly American girl asks you about them you should probably just hand her a rum and coke and turn up the music.
I am just here to tell you about the noise really - I was so excited that today was a National Holiday and that I was going to get to sleep in to all sorts of crazy hours (because that's so different from my normal life, but still, National Government sanctioned sleeping in just feels different) but those plans were abruptly and rudely exterminated by the Party of all Parties that is happening all across this half of the island, starting at 9am SHARP (Dominicans are nothing in life if not SERIOUS about the PARTY).
I mean, seriously people, this is a small island. There are just not that many people living here. How can it be possible for them to sustain this decible level?
I am going to a friend's house down by the Malecon to watch the parade from her roof. In the meantime, I am dancing, no matter what else I am doing, for there is music literally everywhere.
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