The month of June is the beginning of the rain season for the Dominican Republic. But situated in the Caribbean, its temperatures doesn’t fall by much.
Perhaps it’s the heat and the humidity. Or maybe it’s the spirited beat of the Merengue. Or it could even be the talk of fresh cigars being rolled against the thighs of young Dominican women. Whatever the truth, Santo Domingo has a distinct Latino flavour and the air is rich with it.
It was there, on that mapless exploration along a mud trail outside the town wall, that I encountered the most beautiful view of medieval Tuscany.
It’s almost magical.
It’s easy to picture it; a small historical town surrounded by endless fields of lavender and their intoxicating fragrance. The lilac buds, swaying left and right in the warm, gentle breeze under the enduring mid-afternoon sun.
As you travel towards the upper reaches of the Egyptian Nile, nearing to Aswan, you begin to see feluccas floating down stream.