La Romana Cruise Port Transfer from Punta Cana Airport

4.30

(10 reviews)

What’s the experience like?

There’s this weird hush that hits you when you leave the chaos of Punta Cana airport — just that heavy Caribbean air and the low hum of our driver’s radio. I’d been bracing for a scramble, but honestly, it felt more like slipping into someone else’s routine. Our driver, José, waved us over with a grin and loaded our bags so fast I barely had time to double-check my passport (I always do that thing where I pat all my pockets). The van was cool inside, which I didn’t expect after the sticky heat outside — smelled faintly of coconut air freshener and something sweet I couldn’t place.

We rolled out onto the highway toward La Romana cruise port, passing those endless stretches of sugarcane fields and little roadside fruit stands. José pointed out a faded baseball mural on a wall — “Sammy Sosa grew up not far from here,” he said, which made me smile because my dad used to watch his games. There were moments when we’d hit a patch of silence except for the tires on the road and the occasional bachata song drifting in from another car. It wasn’t flashy or dramatic — just steady, easygoing. The drive took about an hour and a half but didn’t drag; maybe it was the way José told stories about his family or how he laughed when I tried to pronounce “La Romana” with his accent (I definitely butchered it).

I kept thinking about how different it felt from other airport transfers — nobody rushed us, even when we stopped for a quick photo by a row of palm trees (my partner insisted). The whole thing just felt… unrushed? Like everyone knew we were headed somewhere special but there was no need to hurry. When we finally saw the ships at La Romana port glinting in the sun, there was this little jolt of excitement — or maybe relief that we’d made it without any drama. I still think about that quiet stretch between towns, windows down, warm wind mixing with José’s stories.