The natural beauty of the ocean, especially on the days when the breeze carried the scent of salt and not of rush hour exhaust fumes, was enough to brighten any day after working hard at financial analysis for a microfinance organization all day.
Many Dominicans make a living on the malecón selling water, coffee, or snacks. Others go on a walk with their families or lovers. Some wander down to the Plaza for free zumba classes and outdoor weight equipment. The tourist police patrol the area on motorcycles, but they turn a blind eye to certain illegal business that occurs on their watch--like that described in this story.
The malecón symbolizes for me the natural beauty and joy of family in the Dominican Republic--and also the struggles with poverty, lack of opportunity, and a degraded view of women which affects so many.
For an article about street children struggling to survive in the D.R.'s capital, click here.
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