3 Reasons Why I’m Not In A Hurry To Go Back To The Dominican Republic

The Dominican Republic is arguably a more affordable slice of paradise which can be snapped up if you’re dying to get to the Caribbean but don’t necessarily have the funds for The Bahamas or Antigua.

The Dominican Republic offers long, sandy beaches, the warm Caribbean sea and plenty of luxurious all-inclusive hotels which will cater to your every whim. With a lot of travel companies offering it as a destination, it’s easier than ever to get a decent deal. It sounds too good to be true, right?

I think that it might be.

The promise of The Dominican Republic is great. This was my first long-haul destination and I was so excited to be able to travel to the Caribbean and experience lazy days of lying on the beach beneath the shade of a palm tree and sipping cocktails from a coconut shell, followed by evenings sat at a table covered with a white table cloth, eating lobster and sipping wine before taking a moonlit stroll along the beach (well, the edge of the beach because wheelchairs and sand do not mix!). I really thought that I would finally be able to experience the Caribbean dream…

It didn’t quite live up to expectations. It wasn’t a horrific holiday by any means but it just wasn’t the best. So here are three reasons why I’m not in a hurry to get back to the Dominican Republic:

Guilt

Of all the places I have been to, the Dominican Republic seemed to be the poorest country. The semi-coastal road which leads to Punta Cana is lined with tiny, shabby dwellings, some with roofs made of tin, some with holes in the walls for windows. Opposite these little homes stand great, sweeping resorts filled with marble columns, plush gardens and infinity pools.

The juxtaposition is truly thought-provoking and I couldn’t help but feel like some sort of selfish empress, stuffing her face and over-indulging whilst those outside toiled for pittance and struggled to feed themselves.

I know that a lot of countries aren’t as rich (and lucky) as the UK or USA but there was something that felt different here. In St Lucia, for example, there were little houses with broken windows and what-not but the underlying feeling just wasn’t the same. Here, the people seemed as if they were struggling and I couldn’t put it out of my mind for the whole trip.

it may be different for others. Tourism is an important thing for their economy so by travelling there and recommending it to those we know, we might be helping in some small way but I can’t help but think that we tell ourselves this to make us feel better and ease our guilt.

Not So Picturesque

The Caribbean. It evokes thoughts of white sandy beaches and clear, turquoise blue seas. Read anything about The Dominican Republic on any travel sight and that’s what they describe.

The reality isn’t quite like that.

The beach was beautiful (as most beaches are) but not breathtaking. The sand isn’t particularly fine or white so if you’re thinking of going for that, you will be disappointed.

Beaches and the sea are important to my husband and I as he loves to snorkel and I like to feel weightless in the sea water, however, the sea is not clear and calm. There isn’t a lot to see because of this and there were enormous amounts of seaweed. It’s also quite rough, meaning that the waves are quite frequent and harsh and sometimes, huge.

This proved to be a problem as I can’t be thrown about and I always had to be prepared to be hit by a wave. In the end, the whole experience became a bit exhausting and quite painful and so I had to stop going in all together.

Don’t get me wrong, the beaches in The Dominican Republic are still lovely but they aren’t quite as advertised.

Cabin Fever

As keen travellers, my husband and I like to explore the countries we visit, both on guided tours and by ourselves. In The Dominican Republic, it’s advised that tourists don’t leave their resort or go into town on their own and this was an issue for us. You might ask: ‘Why did you go?’ and the answer is, we wanted a taste of the Caribbean and found ourselves a brilliant deal.

Every resort we passed was entered through a gate which was guarded and manned with security guards with guns. This was enough to tell us to heed the advice and not leave the resort unless on a guided tour. We did go on a few tours, which were great, but after a few days of exploring the resort itself, we got the itch. Tours can be expensive so going out every day was not an option for us, so we spent a lot of time at the resort.

I felt a little trapped on this holiday, mainly because I knew that it was unsafe to leave the resort and head into town. For me, lazing in the sun by the pool or on the beach is great for a few days but I also like to mix in experiences and I feel like I didn’t gain as many experiences in The Dominican Republic as I have in others places I have visited.

So, Should You Go?

As I’ve said, I didn’t not have a good time in The Dominican Republic; our resort was nice, the food excellent, the drinks delicious – everything you need for a good all-inclusive holiday. However, it’s just not a destination I am gagging to go back to. There was enough to do to fill two weeks but I don’t feel as if I missed out on anything, which is usually the reason we go back to certain places.

It’s a great place to head to if you just want to sit and relax for two weeks but if you’re looking for something more, I wouldn’t put it at the top of your travel bucket list.

Costa Rica and I: Part One – Arenal

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Just Google ‘Arenal, Costa Rica.’ Look at the images.

Nope. These aren’t photoshopped. It really looks like that. You don’t know what green, real, leafy, exotic green looks like until you see Arenal. Honestly, paradise is real and it could very well be Arenal.

You’re looking, hastily scrolling through image after image. You’re firing up a new tab, ready to search ‘Holidays to Costa Rica’ and then-

Yep. There it is. The realisation. The bleak, gutting realisation.

It’s a great big volcano. Basically, a giant, fire breathing, lava spewing hill. Most people would be alarmed by the ‘fire’ and ‘lava’ part but that’s not the problem is it? It’s the ‘giant’ and ‘hill’ part. What’s the greatest nemesis of a wheelchair user, apart from a sweeping flight of stairs, of course? It’s a hill.

So now, you’re at the ‘what is the point in going when I won’t be able to do anything?’ stage. Yes, it’s beautiful. Yes, it’s a world wonder filled with fauna and flora you’d only ever see on TV. But what’s the point, when you’ll just be stuck in the wheelchair at the bottom of the beautiful volcano, looking up at it as it looms over you, a great rock covered with vegetation, taunting you and bringing to light everything you simply aren’t able to do?

That’s how I felt anyway. The initial wave of excitement (and fear – spiders!) was replacing with an overwhelming sense of dread and self loathing. I knew that it would be a once in a lifetime trip, a chance to get my David Attenborough on, a mega holiday which would cost thousands of pounds. What a waste. I would just end up holding my husband back, denying him the holiday of his dreams. Really, whose heard of an adventuring wheelchair user?

We booked it anyway. After a few days of listening to my husband as he assured me that it would be fine, we’d have a great time, we are so used to adapting – we took the plunge and booked. To be honest, this great adventure was the first holiday we booked where we did minimal research into how accessible it is etc. I think this was done on purpose on both sides – we had enough trepidation over how brave we really were (again, spiders, namely the Brazilian Walking Spider) that we had an unspoken agreement not to add anymore worry.

Looking back, the decision to ignore the great big wheelchair in the room wasn’t particularly clever but thankfully, it worked out.

The thing is, you CAN go to Arenal. You can get lost in the mist that covers the peak from late afternoon, you can sit on a sunlounger, drink in hand, and gaze up at the mountain which sits like a great protector of the little town and not feel as if you are missing out, or you’re getting a second-best experience.

The beauty of Arenal sweeps you up before you can even think about anything like complications or compromises. There seem to be no compromises left in the world as you turn a corner in the road and it emerges through forest, thrusting upwards into a brilliant blue sky. Everything is so calm, so still as your eyes are roaming the scene, hungry to take in everything. It isn’t just the volcano. It’s the high trees leading up to it, the dazzling array of shining blue, red, yellow and orange flowers which sit in great colourful masses so bright, it’s almost blinding.

When you step off of the bus, coach or out of the car, there’s a soft breeze that envelopes you, cradles you and holds you in a world you cannot believe is real. It’s overwhelming. I remember the shiver I felt as my body tuned into the surroundings. It’s so easy to get lost in that hazy, magical world which is more exotic, more freeing and more dreamlike than any wonderland conjured by any writer.

In that place where everything seems still, untouched by time, you can and WILL forget the wheelchair which you’ve thrown into the boot. Any restrictions or tours or activities that you might not be able do just don’t matter when you find yourself relaxing at the foot of Arenal Volcano.

There are so many things you can still do in you’re a wheelchair user (and I will go into more depth about this and the hotel we stayed at in separate posts) but even if they are limited, it is not a waste of time or money to just GO to Arenal. The experience, the world you found yourself getting further and further lost in is worth everything.

I honestly didn’t think about what I have wrong with me when I arrived. I didn’t care that I was being wheeled to my room. I didn’t care that I wouldn’t be able to climb it even if I wanted to. Arenal Volcano is a beauty, it’s a real delight, and there is no reason why wheelchair users shouldn’t experience it. There just isn’t.

We deserve to experience the beauty of it. We deserve to feel the awe-inspiring wonder of nature. It doesn’t matter that we have to sit whilst we take it in. Arenal is definitely worth it. It’s more than worth it.

Adventure is out there, for all of us!

So, I’ve finally decided to sit down and start this blog after thinking about it for months. Back in June, we returned from an amazing trip to Costa Rica which was not without it’s headaches due to my mobility issues. Of course, we did as much research as we could before we went but found information relating to access, wheelchair restrictions, ability levels, etc. very difficult to find.

It wasn’t the first time this has been an issue. Don’t get me wrong, a lot of resorts and travel agents do provide some decent information if you ask for it but trying to find out about first-hand experiences was quite tough. I’m hoping that I might be able to help in this department by sharing some of the advice I have, some of the tips I’ve picked up and some antics as well, because, I am talking about holidays of course! Holidays should be fun and relaxing experiences, no matter where you are able bodied or suffer from restrictions in some way. If I can at least provide some decent, helpful advice to someone I will be happy.

I suppose I should start by explaining what my condition is and what my needs are, that way, any readers will be able to gage how personable this information is to them. I suffer from Ankylosing Spondylitis. I was diagnosed back in 2010 and the restrictions this has had on my life have grown very quickly. I have a very aggressive, dominant form of it and my mobility deteriorates at a very fast pace. On good days I used on a walking stick, on medium to bad days I use a wheel chair and on terrible days, I cannot move at all.

For the most part, I haven’t let my condition stop me from travelling and experiencing new things. With carefully laid out plans, a truck load of medication, my wheel chair and my husband, I’ve been able to see so much of the world. I’m lucky, I know. There are a lot of people worse of than me in this world but I hope that by sharing my experiences, I might to be able to help them and everyone else take the plunge and go on amazing adventures!

Here is a list of places I have been since 2010:

Menorca, Spain
Disneyland, Paris
Dominican Republic
St Lucia
Mauritius
Poland
Czech Republic
Ireland
Florida
Spain
Italy
Corsica
Greece
Costa Rica

My plan is to write about these places individually, from an average POV and a restricted mobility POV, as well as comparing them all in various forms in terms of ease of access, restrictions, planning tips and anything else I can think of!

As I’ve said, I hope that I will be able to provide good advice and maybe give a little confidence and encouragement for people who are hovering over the ‘Book Now’ button!