Corinne's holiday in the Dominican Republic

Two weeks in the Caribbean in april 2005. Page 1


The dog can't come...

I was taking my daughter with me to Punta Cana, but first I had to explain to my doggy Tanya that she had to stay behind. As you can see, she wasn't very happy about this idea... My daughter was really excited and so was I. This was to be our first holiday abroad together since I transitioned last year. I had therefore splashed out and chosen the Caribbean and an all-inclusive stay in a luxury hotel.


The flight to Punta Cana.

After flying from Geneva to Zurich we had to suffer a 4 1/2 hour delay for the flight to Punta Cana so we ended up in the excellent airport nursery playing together and colouring pictures. Then we spent an hour going back and forth in the monorail between the terminals ! The 10 hour flight on Balair was very comfortable and we arrived in relatively good shape at 17.00 local time. It was hot and humid, the terminal was a very pretty thatched hut and there were girls wearing flowers to greet the passengers.
We were given a room in one of many huts in a beautiful tropical garden. Unfortunately it was situated right next to a small building site and there was a lot of noise (singing workmen, electric saws, hammering and shouting). My baby was very pleased with the large room, situated close to the beach but suddenly shouted "Help ! There's a boy stuck to the window !" It was one of the black workmen who was trying to see into our window and his lips looked as if they were stuck ! We went for a walk to see the beach and had a quick swim in the pool then had supper in the very tasty buffet and went to bed.


Saucy suggestions in the souvenir shop...

My baby woke me up really early... 06.00. We went for a swim in the pool then had breakfast in the buffet - really tasty with masses of nice things - dates in a sweet sauce, melon, prunes, bacon... We returned to the room to change into our bikinis and went to the pool. The water was really warm (30°) so I could stay in it for ages without getting remotely cold. We walked around the complex, had lunch near the pool then I dilated and we both slept until supper time, then ate another magnificent buffet.
Afterwards we made a visit to the souvenir shop where the man seemed very interested in me. He asked whether I lived alone so I said my husband was in France and hadn't been able to come as he had too much work to do. My daughter was highly amused when the man asked my husband's name and I replied "Richard" (my old name) and added that Richard was very handsome and very strong ! He wanted me to meet him one evening but I replied that my little chaperone would never permit it !


"Mother" of 3....


"Mère" de 3....

My daughter was coughing the whole night so we didn't sleep very well and, at 06.00, I decided it was pointless to stay in bed. We got up and went for a 6 km. walk along the beach at dawn, hand in hand as the sun came out of the sea. I didn't bother putting on any make-up. It was rather nice. We swam in the sea which was 27° then I made-up and then we went for breakfast. After that it was back to the pool. My daughter was giving me orders all day long, as little girls are wont to do. I wondered what people thought of this well-built "mother" who was able to pick up her little girl and throw her back in the water time after time. Nobody seemed to see anything untoward though and I was asked several times how many children I had and there inevitably followed an exclamation at how well I'd managed to keep my figure. Many people said that my babe was beautiful. After lunch we went back to our room and I dilated while she went to sleep. She slept all the way through until the following morning !


Jogging, swimming and aquagym.

My dear little companion woke me at 05.45 so I decided to go for a run along the beach just as it was getting light. I managed about 10 kms. in a light rain and it did me the world of good. I swam in the sea, hoping the sharks were still asleep, then returned to the room to take my little pest to breakfast. I wore my black leather top which makes my tits look outrageous. At the reception I complained that it was too noisy in our room and asked for a new one. We were told we could have one tomorrow in the main building overlooking the pool. The afternoon was spent taking part in the aquagym and sitting in the shade reading magazines and swimming. I dilated at 17.00, then we both dressed in white dresses and went to the Japanese restaurant for dinner. It was quite nice but my little girl fell asleep on my knee. I carried her back and we went to bed.


A change of room.

I went jogging again along the beach for an hour before sunrise while my baby slept. I found a stray dog with 2 small puppies and stroked them for a while. We went to the pool then checked out of our room and moved into the main hotel building. The room, 4365, was far nicer, with a view over the gardens but not, unfortunately the pool. We were able to sleep at night without the a/c, with the window open and the sound of the fountain and the wind sighing in the coconut palms just outside the window. At the beach and pool there are a lot of tourists who just lie on the sunbeds all day long and do nothing else. There are also a lot of very fat Americans who eat pancakes at breakfast, hamburgers, chips, coke and ice cream for lunch and dinner. I'm trying not to eat too much... it's difficult with such nice grub, free cocktails and so on but the sight of vastly overweight people greedily stuffing themselves actually puts me off my food. I also do my utmost to persuade my little girl to eat salad and melon, and, most of the time, she happily complies.


Corinne's topless tits meet with disapproval from the Americans.

I jogged a long way along the beach early the following morning. My calf muscles are really sore. I met my doggy friend again but she was without her puppies which probably means something has happened to them. Poor thing, she was looking very forelorn and was a long way from where I'd seen her yesterday, as if she was looking for them. I stroked her and talked to her and she licked my hand.
The weather is not good... overcast and rainy although still warm. On the beach we went out in a canoe but it was too heavy to handle in the wind and waves so our excursion lasted 10 minutes ! There are very very few women who go topless on the beach and I'm getting quite a few disapproving looks especially from the American women. I think they doubly disapprove because I'm with a child and topless ! We went to the pool again played ball for about an hour until we had to go in because of a rainstorm. I dilated then we went to dinner. I really wanted to stay and watch the entertainment shows but my daughter was exhausted and I had to carry her back to our room.


Am I the mother... or the father ???

At dawn next day I jogged a bit but my muscles are really painful. I got whistled at by a policeman patrolling the beach and saluted him laughing. He was delighted and returned the salute. I met the dog again. She was pleased to see me and rolled onto her back to be stroked. I'd like to take her something nice to eat from the restaurant. I walked a long way.
It rained on and off all day. We were supposed to get picked up at 13.00 for the dolphin excursion but the bus failed to turn up. My babe had 10 braids put in her hair which looked really pretty. A Swiss lady asked if she could take a picture of her because she found her to be extremely pretty ! She said she had seen us board the plane at Geneva and was struck by the closeness of our relationship. She asked where the father was and eventually I told her that I wasn't her mother but her father. She didn't seem surprised and I suspect she had just been polite in calling me the mother.

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