Today is election day in the DR. The last two weeks have been crazy as the candidates and populace gear up for voting. I met a congressional candidate last week when she stopped by the apartment to talk to the electorate. Kissed her on the cheak and everything. Never done that before.
By far the most surreal experience of my election season came last Saturday (May 8) when I accidently got stuck in a political party parade. They blocked both lanes of the only road through Vicente Noble (a town on the way to the capial) and we were forced to pull over until the parade passed.
A whole school of helicopters swooped in overhead, and moments later a stream of fancy SUVs began rolling by. I stared up at President Leonel Fernandez, sitting up in the sun roof and waving. The total distance between me and him couldn’t have been more than the ten feet. The driver and I started laughing, in total agreement that it was the most interesting trafic jam we’d ever been in.
