This was the place I was born and raised; where nobody had to whisper the “n word” or hesitate to stick some feathers in their hair and paint their skin red as a sign of school spirit.Growing up in New Hampshire didn’t prevent me from making friends or dating guys who weren’t white.Man…where do I start…Dominican Republic was MAD REAL!
Initially this sounded so boring, but I asked for examples to help me understand if there might be more to it.
The Text A couple of weeks ago my boy Ace, a classmate of mine in college, and fellow co-founder of my tech startup, hits me up, saying he’s on vacation from medical school, and is heading to Santo Domingo for Christmas and New Years.
Although I am boss when it comes to geography, I had no idea where the hell Santo Domingo was. I told him Latino girls in DC weren’t into me, or Black guys.
Most of my interview subjects were single, but over 100 of them were married or engaged, and they described to me the moment when they first knew a woman was special and had future-wife potential.
I had assumed these husbands and fiancés would recall how beautiful their wife was, or how funny or smart she was.
With a median age of 27 (male and female), a vibrant nightlife and year-round sunshine, the whole thing can feel like a Club 18-30 holiday that never ends. Expats spend their tax-free salaries eating, drinking and generally showing off in public, so there is ample opportunity to meet the desired sex.
This is not a place for shrinking violets; striking up a conversation with a stranger is easy and normal.
There are a lot of attractive, single people with money to spend and free time to fill in Dubai.
However, Islam is the UAE’s official religion: sex outside marriage is illegal, and even public displays of affection can land the amorous in hot water.
Then I remembered an article written 2 years ago about this Black American pickup artist who had an awesome time in Santo Domingo.
Unfortunately, I visited the website and the article had been deleted!