Rain Decisions, Rum Barrels, and Strategic Napping Yesterday’s plan (manatees!) quietly surrendered to what turned into a serious, unapologetic loll. Sharon found us a place on the beach while I was putting the final touches on the blog; when I got down, she already had our standard order of quesadillas and Painkillers waiting. We settled […]
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Puerto Rico: Day Four
Rainstorms, Rum, and When an “Avocado Salad” Is… Interpreted Very Literally A Strategic Retreat (a/k/a No More Wet Rocks) We officially decided not to do the tide pools. As mentioned at the end of Day 3, we had simply reached our lifetime quota for gallivanting across wet rocks that tried to rearrange our ankles. Instead, I […]