The remainder of our Puerto Rico trip is still in the editing phase (!!!), but should be complete in the very near future!
Monday, March 17th
The long awaited journey to Puerto Rico had finally come to fruition! Postponed last fall due to foul weather on the island, we made a hasty last-minute change to our planned foray on the east coast (that foul weather thing again) and by Thursday night preceding a Monday departure, we were booked for San Juan, hotel found, and flip flops packed in place of parkas. Yeah, boy!
Packed, feeling jolly despite a 3:15 a.m. wake up, and on the road under a Texas sky embedded with spring stars, we arrived at San Antonio International Airport with our customary 1 hour, 10 minute leeway. The jolly quickly segued into panic when the double entry door slid open to reveal a mob scene that would hold several candles to rush hour at Grand Central. And at 4:55 a.m.??
COFFEE AND A RAIN FOREST
A long day of travel has the whipped cream topping of almost assuredly guaranteeing a good night's sleep, and we pretty much accomplished that!
However, it was a bit odd to be rumbled into consciousness by the sound, repetitively, of nearby helicopters. Worried a bit that something amiss was occurring...but not enough to drag ourselves out from under the covers to investigate...we never did figure out what that was all about!
A hotel room cup of coffee was just enough caffeine to sustain us until we found our way out of the compound onto the road...and a lovely little (tiny) eatery called Dalia's Dinner. Obviously privately owned - check; enough cars in the parking lot - check; mostly locals inside - check!
Paula A. Reynolds
Traveler or Tourist?
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