Spanish Class In 1995 I spent a semester abroad in the Dominican Republic with about 18 other college students. I was 19 years old. The first part of the semester I lived with a family in the capital city of Santo Domingo and the second half of the semester I lived with another family in the small village of Sabana Grande de Boya. While in the capital, one of our assignments included a village study. Our leaders quite literally threw darts at a map of the country and teams of us were sent out to wherever the dart landed. We were given travel money and the name of the village. That was it. It was up to us to figure out how to get there, where to stay and how to get home. We were to report back all that we learned about the history, government and economics of the village. Here's my journal entry from that weekend: Jill, Frank, Aaron and I met up at UNPHU (the University) and rode on to the park to meet up with Rita. We managed to pick up a luxurious travel bus to Asua. It was ba...
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