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DR TRAVELOGUE | PART 2 | THE PLANE RIDE CONTINUES

DR TRAVELOGUE | PART 2 | THE PLANE RIDE CONTINUES

You can take a Dominican out of the DR but you can’t take the DR out of a Dominican. By Led Black

Aa_led_black When the flight attendant asks the gathered throngs to board the plane in an orderly manner, that’s when all hell breaks loose.  All norms of civilized behavior go out the window and everybody rushes the plane likes it’s the last yola out of Haiti.  The AA personnel that interact with Dominicans deserve a Nobel Peace prize for dealing with our non-organized asses without having nervous breakdowns.  We work those poor people to death. 

You would think that once everyone was on board and the plane takes off, that everything would be smooth.  Wrong!  Dominicans do the exact opposite of what the flight attendants ask them to do.  Please be seated, means to us please walk around the aisles of the plane like its 181st street.  All the damn kids are running around the plane like its Chucky Cheese.  I can still hear a way too-young grandmother calling her way too-energized granddaughter; “Hennessey ben aqui”, “Hennessey deja eso”, “Hennessey por favor”.

American Airlines gets it revenge on us with the horrible food they serve on the flight.  For our eating displeasure, AA serves us a nasty little omelet with some kind of cheese and veggies in the middle and an extra, extra mini bagel with fake butter.  On top of that, they also bust down 1 coke can between like 10 little cups – all ice and almost no soda.  As I’m contemplating eating this whatchamacallit, the lady next to me pulls out of her purse a piping hot container with salchichon and mangu that fills the entire cabin with the delectable smell of mashed plantains and Dominican salami.  Everyone on board, including me, is looking at the lady like she just might get jacked for her grub.

All my frustrations and anxiety are temporarily gone when I catch a glimpse of the DR through the window.  One thing about Dominicans is that we LOVE our country.  I felt like singing a Fernandito song, “Quisqueya la bella de mis amores”.  Once the plane finally lands on Dominican soil everyone starts spontaneously clapping like we weren’t really sure we would make it.  At last we’re here and it’s on to customs.  Great!!!  Stay tuned.   

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  1. Reply

    haha i love this piece, especially the part about clappin when the plane lands. i used to think this was common for all people (or at least all Latinos), until i traveled to Puerto Rico and was disappointed to see nobody applaud. oh, and speakin of songs appropriate for a homecoming, just picture the plane touching down while you listen to “Mi Pueblo Natal” by Grupo Niche “Ya vamos llegando / Me estoy acercando / No puedo evitar que los ojos se me agüen”

  2. Reply
    Elver Sena Sosa

    All the memories… Good stuff…. Keep it coming…

  3. Reply
    DALI

    HELLO MY NAME IS DALI AND I WORK IN THE AIRPORT IN STGO. IM JUST WAITING TO SEE WHAT HE IS GOING TO SAY ABOUT THE AIRPORT. I LEFT NEW YORK A YEAR AND A HALF AGO TO LIVE HERE IN DR. MOST THINGS ARE TRUE AND I LAUGH BECAUSE I SEE IT EVERYDAY.

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    Shyara Castillo

    Dominicana soy, de mis raices yo no voy a olvidarme…Ay, Fernandito, ahora que lo mencionaste senti un nudo en la garganta..Que bello es mi pais….

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    Sandy

    Wow!! you have described every trip I have made to DR to the “T”, from the smelly foods to the clapping, to the hustlers at customs, and the blood sucking mosquito’s, but can you really be mad!, I love it, I’ll do it all over again, every year. Loved your story……… :)

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    Mimi

    I’m a Gringo female who traveled last summer with a work colleague to a home-wedding for her niece. I loved your column, your humor, and your honesty. I didn’t find the trip too bad at all, and I loved the personalities, diversity, whop-la, and applause. A peoples full of life and spirit! We actually were flying during a thunder storm and could see lightening from the window. I held my breath half the way, and thought the applause was thankfulness we landed safely! I joined the loud clapping! Keep up your loving spirits! It gives color and charm to the country – gradually, gradually the orderliness will follow, but I hope not at the expense of loss of spirit! I thoroughly enjoyed!!

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    [R]

    Mimi…you should read the other six parts…
    link to republicaupdate.com

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    Hombre del devol

    I know this is old now (having just discover the site), but let me throw in my two cents. You are right we sure can be unruly, lol. But I would like to mention that back in the days, it was not rare for flights to be overbooked. Therefore, if you did not “rush the plane” you could easily miss the plane.

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    Chocolatina

    Hi,
    When did this flight take place? I have a rambunctious niece who went to DR with her grandmother and her name is Hennessie. Yes, that’s right HENNESSIE, not Genesis like some people want to believe. I think this is hilarious.

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    As descriptive and entertaining as you are, I am surprised that you over looked the one thing that happens on that flight that doesn’t happen on many.. PRAYING … right before the plane hits the runway, 99% of the plane is praying and or just doing the sign of the cross.. Its so funny.. I have flown all over only to DR are we the most religious. The Church should really consider collecting offerings and opening up a confessional booth on AA..

    I enjoyed your article.

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