I've always known about Dominican "car washes." They are a legitimate place to wash your car....BUT! It also sort of becomes an outdoor club. Think chairs, tables, booze, and tons of dancing. When I arrived in Cabarete, the locals began to talk to me about "la bomba." I had no idea what they were talking about....a gas station as in una bomba de gasolina LMAO. I wanted to die. But of course, I went the following weekend.
(here's the gas station on one side)
(and here is the party on the other side)
We were having a blast! The Executive Director of the org I'm volunteering for came out as well as most of local staff members. It was awesome....until we find ourselves in the middle of the corre-corre (translates to "run-run" lol, but it means everyone was running for cover). I didn't think but just ran for covering behind a motorcycle. Turns out that someone had broken a bottle on someone else and a fight broke out. Literally, like 2 minutes after the bottle shattered on the floor, the music came back on and the DJ said all was well with the world. I thought to myself that this was an everyday occurrence around these parts and didn't mind staying but other folks wanted to leave. So we headed back to Cabarete (we were 2 towns over in Sabaneta de Yasica) and went to the only club in town called Ojo. All in all, it was a great night. #onlyindr
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