The hottest day, I can say, passed over my city, where I felt the sweat draining from my back. But if this is normal for me, 95F can be too hot for others but is quite normal for me even though I forget about it for a moment. Santo Domingo, is the name of the oldest Caribbean city, and my honored home. To be more specific, I was born in a sector called Los Rios, where I lived for 13 years. The caos, the people, and loud music are characteristics that define my country, they said. Santo Domingo is the site of the oldest colonial settlement in the Americas, we even have the first cathedral of America, we create the Bachata and Merengue, two music genres interpreted by famous artists such as Juan Luis Guerra. The Dominican Republic has it all, I can say, the most beautiful beaches, gorgeous women, and the amazing gastronomic cuisine having the green plantain power for us, sounds weird right?…show more content… But let get back to 23 years ago, to 2002, my mom was born in another province of the Dominican Republic, Dajabon which is super rural, she moved to Santo Domingo at the age of 19 with her sister, there she met my dad who was born and raised in Santo Domingo, recently on the family tree my dad have been making for years I found we all Dominicans but as a country colonized by Spaniards my grand grand grand grand fathers was from Spain. Going back, my grandparents from my mother are from the same place as my mom was born, my grandparents from my dad side were born in another province not in santo domingo, my parents meet and live in the city. I moved out a lot during childhood because a marriage between two Dominicans rarely worked out, but never outside of my beautiful home. But isn't this story so beautiful,
