By: Jake Krolick
When I was 10 my parents whisked me away to the Dominican Republic for a three-week visit to an area they had fallen in love with in the early '70s. What I remember was not the over-Americanized vacation spot of today, but a land that held unexplored territory most westerners had yet to claim. During the journey, my folks and I took an old VW Beetle into the mountains on the border of the Dominican Republic and Haiti to find a small restaurant offering an incredible view. ...
JamBase — By: Jake Krolick
When I was 10 my parents whisked me away to the Dominican Republic for a three-week visit to an area they had fallen in love with in the early '70s. ... more info