Dominican Republic Part III

Some kind of cactus plant.
This was the front door to the nunnery that we stayed by. In the morning I could hear the nuns singing.
Santa Domingo- The smuge of dirt on the corner of the building, is where people hold the edge to peer around the corner. I noticed that a lot of buildings had little smudges like this, like clothing that has been worn for a long time.
I met this guy, and we hung out for a bit.
This guy needed some money for a train ride.