Oh Christmas tree
The jeep, ready to take us down the mountain!
Enjoying my morning joe
our moto taxis couldnt make it up the muddy hill with fat gringos on the back, so we walked up the hill then got back on
Breakfast!
I made cinnamon buns, my Mom's Christmas tradition.
being a family in front of our painted tree
I spent an amazing Christmas in the campo with friends I couldn’t have imagined making 2 years ago. The best thing about Christmas was the lack of stress and lack of consumerism. We painted a tree on the wall of Anna and Leon’s clapboard house. We made ornaments with paper and markers. We exchanged small gifts, nothing worth more than $10. We cooked together, we rode Anna’s horse, we went hiking, we drank hot rum punches, we talked of home, of family, and of our service. It was certainly a Christmas to remember. It was everything Christmas should be: relaxing, focused on sharing with friends and family, good food, and lots of laughter. We even made little stockings with some of my socks I had packed. The cold mountain air made it feel rather Christmassy, despite being on a Caribbean island. A few days later we were lying on a beautiful white sand beach eating fried fish, drinking ice cold Presidentes and appreciating that Peace Corps life can be fantastic.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from the DR!
Eating fried fish on the beach
Christmas, Caribbean style
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