Continuing the weekend theme of gross inactivity, I can barely lift my head off the chaise. Nor do I particularly want to. I’ve been lounging about the DR for three days now, but to tell the truth, I could be anywhere. Anywhere warm, that is. Punta Cana is one of those fake towns created to house hotel and residential developments and lots of tourists. If there’s any authentic Dominican element to be found, it’s in the friendly staff. Their inviting voices remind me that this island bears revisiting. And traveling further afield.