"Dominica? Where the heck is that?" I asked when Dan first told me he had to go there on business. I'd heard of the Dominican Republic, but it was hard to fathom that two countries could have such similar names.
As it turns out, Dominica is a tiny Caribbean island between Guadeloupe and Martinique. It's pronounced Dom-in-EEK-a. And we would be there with Dan's business partner Richard and his wife and son.
Most people wouldn't choose Dominica as a destination. First off, you can't get there in one day, you have to fly to Puerto Rico and then fly to Dominica the next afternoon. Plus, there are few sandy beaches and therefore no resorts on the entire island. (Can you say untouched?) Its prime resource is its pristine beauty so it's a mecca for divers and eco-tourists.
As we descended between the forested mountains Richard said it reminded him of flying into 'Nam. But there was no gunfire to greet us, just a small airport and an office where we picked up a rental car. We took off for our first destination: Calibishe, on the northeast coast. The guys might have business meetings every day next week, but this weekend we all planned to relax and enjoy ourselves in this country.
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