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Heilige Woche / holy week

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Nach einem kurzen Kassensturz und der Gewissheit, dass nicht mehr viel Geld da ist, einer frischen Dusche mit (Achtung: heissem Wasser!) und Kleider waschen  haben wir uns ins Getümmel von Boca Chica’s heiliger Woche gestürzt. Ein internationales Beachvolleyturnier, der am besten marinierte Fisch, den ich je gegessen habe und unzählige Eindrücke eines Landes, welches arm ist und problemlos reich erscheint. Das ganze VOlk ist am Strand, Ron ist überall anwesend und wird in Bächen gestürzt. Die Girls sind leicht bekleidet, die Jungs alle mindestens 50 Cents und dazwischen drei Touristen. 🙂

Esverkäufer / walking local icecream ad

heilige Wochen sind anstrengend / holy week is tiring

Oliver Twist!
la vida es fruta

Man ist am Arsch der Welt, wenn man keine CocaCola-Werbung mehr findet
You know that you’re in the bushes if you can’t find any CocaCola ads anymore!

local Taxi “cab”

Wir sind am Abend vor der kleinen Insel mit ein paar ungewollten Ankerübungen vor Anker gegangen.

ENGLISH VERSION

After a short balance check on the cash flow and the certainty that there isn’t much money left right now, we threw ourselves into the heat of Boca Chica’s holy week. An international beach volley tournament, where we realized that we missed out on some beautiful sceneries of Puerto Rico (Mamma mia! She was the prettiest volleyball girl I’ve ever seen, but I wouldn’t have to take her full bourne smashes. And her abdomen is better shaped than … well. Leave it. This is very un-ZEN! But sexy, uffh!

Schmarrn, wir hätten in Puerto Rico vor Anker gehen sollen.
Darn, we should have stopped in Puerto Rico! What a loss…

Haha. Apart from that the best mariade and fish I’ve ever had and a lot of impressions from a country, which is rather poor, but seems perfectly rich, at least a lot of 50 Cents around! Everybody is at the beach, Ron is everywhere. The girls are barely dressed, the guys are fully loaded. And amongst them three very uncool tourists. 🙂
In the evening we threw our anchor (after some rehearsals) next to the marina close to a nice little island.

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Bravo, Echo, Echo, Romeo! Copy, last name! No, Swiss! Yes, really!

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Wir erreichen heute Mittag Boca Chica in der Dominikanischen Republik. Nachdem uns die US Coast Guard per Funk eine Stunde lang gebremst haben und Jo und ich uns über den Internationale Buchstabierungscode von Jean den Buckel voll gelacht haben I(und Jean meinen Nachnamen natürlich wiederholen musste. Ist nicht das erste Mal in englischsprachiger Umgebung), sind wir in Boca Chica vor Anker gegangen und haben die Zollformalitäten hinter uns gebracht. Darin inbegriffen waren 170 Dollar, welche wir zuerst nicht bezahlen wollten. Aber wenn der Zell einmal die Pässe in den Händen hält, wird es schwierig…
Und dazu noch beim Einfahren in den Hafen eine Sandbank angebimst. Das Boot leicht aus dem Wasser gehoben:”???!667ç%&§|@#”
So ungefähr hat uns die Dominikanische Republik in ihrer Heiligen Woche, wo alle frei haben, willkommen geheissen…

ENGLISH VERSION

We arrived today in Boca Chica, Dominican Republic. After an hour radio session with the US Coast Guard, where Jean tried the international spelling language and Jo and myself were well-entertained (a lot of smoking from inside the boat. Skip? Everything all right?!), we went on anchor and did our clearance in Boca Chica. The first sight from out of the sea was rather alienating; oil refinement plants, sky scrapers ?!? (Bloody hell, where did we land. Is this really the Dom Rep? Thought it was, well… a bit more rustical)
On arriving in the port, all of a sudden, the boat was lifted slightly into the air. Ouch, shallow water! We hit a small sand bank, darn double bogie!
When the welcome crew of 7 officials (I only know them being officials because they told me so. They could be anybody, besides the guy in the army camo, who pretended being from the naval police. Or army?) all went aboard, I couldn’t stop grinning about the idea of the seven trying to find anything in our rather reduced spaces under deck.
Then, we got, what the noble French call “baisé”, translated into being proper fxxxed! They charged us with 170 Dollars Immigration fee for the persons. (yeah, try the division in your head. What is the price per person? Anybody? 56.67 Dollars. You think this a rather unusual price? Well, maybe the Swiss guy went for free…or we contributed to their week off! Of this no more!)
Welcome to the Banana Republic.

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is everyday now exactly the same???

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Sailing. Eating. Listening to music. Importing Jo’s CD collection into iTunes and charging it onto my beerPod. Writing a songbook with tabs and chords I downloaded from the www. Eating. Sleeping. Playing PES2011 on the PSP. (There is a Guapita cup going on…). Enjoying the sun. Being filmed while taking the all-weekly full body naked washing and trying not to fall over board. (Fuckin’ French paparazzis). 🙂

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Self-Hairdressing and love

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Funny how people hesitate when it comes to their very own scalp and hair… Without any hesiations I took the scissors in a public washroom and *schnipp, schnapp* off they went…
From a hairdresser’s perspective I certainly failed the exam, but  hey
WE CARE A LOT, DO WE?
We took the road to the Dominican Republic. Good day, nice weather and winds…

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Little Holland

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After Little Amsterdam on the other side of the island, there is not much left to say except: “Let’s get the hell out of here.” I am well aware that we are tourists, too. But I like not soooo much to lean on that status (which caused me a lot of problems back in Marocco, I know). So we…

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A Modern Pompeji

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Next to Montserrat we were thinking about mooring there. The island is a modern Pompeij and has been partially destroyed by an eruption in 95 and has caused many casualties. But we held a straight bearing towards St. Martin, where we (the first time for us all) were welcomed by customs on a big ship. They jumped into their dinghy while Jean was uninstalling our cracked version of MaxSea, Jo was thinking about the too many bottles of rhum and I was concerned if they still had their weed lying around…

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sailing… again

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We had fair winds in the beginning of our trip towards the north. A good breeze, clouds and comfortable temperatures. Apart from the kitchen, which should carry a sticker saying “nasty, dangerous and unpredictable piece of slip” and the steaming hot content of our duromatic on my legs, everything was fine. (We still enjoyed the noodles afterwards. And I already had a hot and loaded original italian coffee machine on my head another time)

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10’039

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at this point, I want to thank YOU for reading this blog. In the beginning, I didn’t have the intention or the slightest idea that anybody (besides my ma and pa and some close friends) Thanks, ma and pa and close friends, lol) would read my blog. But things almost always turn out differently, don’t they? The most read blog so far is one I just didn’t know what to write and most comments are in blogs I really questioned the blog thing and all around it. Funny, sometimes!

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