Santo Domingo: Where the Heat is a Character and the Coffee is a Weapon

this place is a sauna, seriously. i just checked and it's...there right now, hope you like that kind of thing. 32.37 degrees, feels like 34.08. humidity's at 46%, so yeah, it's sticky. the air is thick enough to swim in. if you get bored, nearby cities are just a short drive away, but honestly, why leave? the vibe here is... intense. like stepping into a slow-motion movie where everyone moves in a haze of sweat and sugar. the locals? they move like they're wading through molasses, but somehow get everywhere. i heard that the local coffee is so strong it'll wake the dead. someone told me that the street food here can cure hangovers or cause them, depending on the night before. i'm staying at this hostel recommended by a friend of a friend on some travel board. it's... basic, but the rooftop bar has the best view of the sunset, even if it's just watching the city sweat. *gear list for this heat: a hat that doesn't look like a dunce cap sunscreen that's actually waterproof a water bottle that's bigger than my head clothes that are basically just a suggestion a fan that sounds like a jet engine a sense of humor about constantly feeling like you just ran a marathon in a sauna. pro-tip: if you're feeling brave, try the 'mangu' for breakfast. it's mashed plantains, and it's... an experience. the reviews? well, someone told me it's life-changing. i heard that the old town at night is magical, but also that you should watch your bag. i'm just trying to survive the day without melting. the map shows this place is pretty much surrounded by water, which explains the humidity. image:

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links*: check out the rooftop bar on TripAdvisor if you dare. for the best 'mangu' rumors, hit up the local food board. someone told me the hostel's wifi is legendary, but i'm not holding my breath. tags: travel, santo domingo, digital nomad, messy, heat wave