Mi casa de Las Terrenas, mi amor.
Review Submitted: November 16, 2009
Date of Stay: November 2009
O, my strapping Dominican rental property, our affair was too brief by tenfold. You arrested my heart, swallowed the key, and left me perplexed and paralyzed, my emotions teetering on a tropical bluff like an agentless palm tree craning high above the pale sands of Playa Bonita. Your vistas seduced; your dancing terrace ravished; your DVD collection had me striving towards dawn. Now back in the arms of my hardened spouse, Brooklyn, I wonder how I summoned the strength to depart you. But fear not: I will someday return to Las Terrenas and its swanky Mosquito Bar, its raucous La Bodega, its mouth-watering Mambo Club sirloins, and its chivalrous motoconchos and their late-night moped services. Until then, my reveries for your irrepressible cleaning woman, with whom I shared a magical Jacuzzi-side pina colada, and your intrepid nightwatchman, whose friendly ojos served us better than any motion-sensor alarm system, will have to suffice. My inevitable return (this time in a four-wheel-drive vehicle) will make our next tryst even sweller. You supply the balcony, I'll bring the rum, and the DR's starlit nights will do the rest.
Owner's Response: Love the review! How poetic...It thrills us to know people are touched by our little piece of paradise.
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