I officially feel like I am Puerto Rican. I swam in their beach, I slept in their hotels, I ate their food, I even practiced my espanol a bit, including ordering my food in their language. I definitely don't look Puerto Rican, since I slathered on the sunscreen every chance I got, but nonetheless, I feel a little more cultured than before this trip. A big hug and "thank you" go out to Grandma Rasmussen for staying with Reagan and playing endlessly with her for four days straight. They had a great time going in the stroller, going to McDonalds, playing in the dollhouse, playing outside with all the neighbors, and exploring the beautiful metropolis of Concord.
So...in no particular order, here are my Top Ten for our trip:
10. Swimming in the hotel pools. Both of our hotels had pretty amazing pool areas. Below is a pic of the pool waterfall at the Intercontinental. This was usually where we stopped to take a dip after being at the beach, thus getting rid of the grimy, sandy feeling that only the beach can leave you feeling. The Ritz-Carlton, our first hotel, had a heated pool, which was nice, but the Intercontinental wasn't, which actually felt better. Sometimes the muggy, hot weather called for a cool pool rather than a warm bath. But we did enjoy the pools quite a bit, even spending an evening down at the Ritz pool with friends, then relaxing in the Jacuzzi and hitting up Denny's for late night shakes.
A cool view with San Juan in the background. The stone is so dang old...and covered in pigeon poop.
ummm...I shouldn't have to mention what the right-hand one is, eh? :):):)
Matt and his cannonballs.
By the way, the song was "High Life" by Counting Crows.
This is the entrance to San Juan, also called the "Gateway to the Carribean." It definitely didn't look like this back then, they have spruced it up a bit with the brick red paint. My selective memory is coming into play here and I can't remember what was inscribed on the white square...something religious, though.
There were tons of naked people statues everywhere, I guess it is just part of the culture. This one was rather interesting. Matt didn't want to get in the photo, but I made him. I'm not sure who the statue is supposed to be of, but the woman has a nice tushie, huh? There was a newly married couple on the other side of the fountain getting pictures taken. Quite the background for your wedding day photos!
It was getting late after this and we were all getting hungry. Old San Juan has some fantastic restaurants, but none of us felt like Puerto Rican food (you'll see why below), so we opted to go for Mexican food at Lupi's. The food was so-so, but the service was terrible. We were the only ones in the restaurant, but it took forever to get our food and drinks and the refills cost 2.00. I ordered a combo plate with chicken taco and beef burrito. Matt got a chicken sandwich and fries. Neither was anything to write home (or blog) about, so I will leave it at that. Puerto Rico didn't have good-tasting water, so I opted (for the first time in my life) to get a Diet Pepsi instead of a glass of water. I thought Matt was going to fall out of his chair when he heard me order that. I am queen of "just a glass of water, thanks."
6. Laying on the beach. Or, translated...means, 'heaven.' We enjoyed doing this a few times. There were beaches right in front of the Ritz and Intercontinental that had complimentary lounge chairs, towels, and nice cabana boys who would set up umbrellas for those looking to stay shady. Unfortunately, that was neither Matt nor I, and Matt has the sunburn to prove it.

5. Tho bioluminescent bay in Fajardo. There are only 6 of them in the world and four are in Puerto Rico. The other two are in Bahamas and somewhere else I couldn't understand the guy say. I don't have photos of this because it was at night and we kayaked and I didn't want to get the camera wet. After seeing El Yunque Rainforest, we drove a little ways to Fajardo Beach, where a little company offered a kayak tour of the bay. We paid 40 bucks a pop for this, but soon found out it was well worth it. Matt even claimed it to be his favorite part of the trip. We kayaked through this little canal that was covered with trees and totally dark. Kinda scary, in an Indiana-Jones type way. After the canal, we ended up at this lagoon, which is home to some microorganism that glows with movement. When we put our paddles in the water, they glowed! The tour guide gave us this schpiel on the history, etc. Then he said that they used to allow people to swim in it, but decided to make it illegal a year ago, in order to protect the bay from perfumes, deodorants, etc. Then the tour guide added, "but if anyone accidentally falls in, now might be a good time." Matt wasted no time on that one. He dove right in. His entire body was lit up. Such a cool experience. I wish I had our own photo of it, but you can see tons online here.


4. The sweet hotels. The sweet hotels. Matt's company went all out and we stayed at the Ritz-Carlton the first two nights. Ummm...when they say "Ritz", they so are not kidding. The service there is indescribable. I didn't pass a single hotel worker that didn't greet me warmly. It smelled so good and the views were amazing. We switched rooms soon after getting there (two doubles to a king), so the pic below is a view of our first room. The second was better, but I didn't get a shot of it.
We were so happy to be here!
The Ritz pool area in the background.
Our third night was at a place down the road that Matt booked on priceline. It was the Intercontinental, which was another beachfront resort. We so cannot complain about it. This is our view from the balcony, which was on the 16th floor. Looking down kinda made me want to vomit with dizziness, but I managed to snap a photo of the city below.
This Ritz-Carlton photo is taken on the beach, with our hotel and pool area in the background. Not too shabby. I am so used to the average, nice hotels, that this seemed out of this world. I am sure others are much more used to it. :)
A beautiful morning on the Isla Verde beach.
3. Puerto Rican food SUCKS!! I am not kidding. I was totally up for a tastebud adventure and Matt's company catered a Puerto Rican dinner on Friday night (pic below) and a lunch on Saturday afternoon, plus a breakfast on Sunday morning. The first two meals were horrid, but the breakfast was American food, so that was awesome. Anyways, it is lots of pork, fish, and they had octopus salad at the dinner. They had this banana salad and I was like "sweet!" I love bananas, so this will be good. Not. It was an unripened banana that had been sauteed with onions. Gross. They had this chicken and potatoes that really wasn't bad, until Matt found like tons of bones in it. I guess they have never heard of boneless, skinless chicken breasts. Most people raved about the paella, but since I don't eat seafood, I missed out on that one. The rice with beans was allright, too, but I had to avoid the weird-looking green things in it. Even the desserts were odd.
On the upside, there was a Denny's down the road that made a fabulous French toast slam breakfast and we ate twice at the beachside grill located in the hotel. They made a killer grilled cheese sandwich, caesar salad, and club sandwich. We also took advantage (twice) of Burger King and Subway.
I love American food.
Even the "Tres Leche" dessert wasn't exactly mouth-watering, but it sure looked cool (even without my flash).
We are smiling here because, even though we didn't enjoy the food, the passion fruit punch was to die for. I think I had like 5 glasses. They kept asking me if I would like another one and I kept saying yes. Eventually, they stopped asking and just brought them out.

2. Temperatures and weather: it is night and day here! One minute it will be sunny in the 90's, the next minute it will pour rain for 15 minutes, then the sun will come out again. So unpredictable! The general pattern was beautiful, clear skies in the morning, with clouds moving in in the early afternoon. Sometimes it would stay with rain until the evening, but most nights it did clear up. The beachwater was so warm, it felt like a bath. Especially in the bio bay--almost too warm!

We arrived home to find all was well. What a relief. Grandma and Reagan had a fantastic time. When Reagan woke up in the morning, she didn't react to us at all. She just stared at Matt and I, as if to say, "what are you doing here?" She eventually warmed back up to us again. It's good to be home!
2. Temperatures and weather: it is night and day here! One minute it will be sunny in the 90's, the next minute it will pour rain for 15 minutes, then the sun will come out again. So unpredictable! The general pattern was beautiful, clear skies in the morning, with clouds moving in in the early afternoon. Sometimes it would stay with rain until the evening, but most nights it did clear up. The beachwater was so warm, it felt like a bath. Especially in the bio bay--almost too warm!
1. Our trip home was an event in itself. We had only a 40 minute layover in Fort Lauderdale, which included an airline change and rechecking bags, security, etc. We knew we would struggle to make it. We ended up sending home our bottles with another couple a day early, so that we didn't have to check any luggage. The attendants on the first flight let us exit the plane before anyone so that we could have a chance of making it. We ran through the airport and barely made our flight out to Oakland. That was a huge relief. Matt snapped this great view of the Carribean sunset outside of our plane window.
We arrived home to find all was well. What a relief. Grandma and Reagan had a fantastic time. When Reagan woke up in the morning, she didn't react to us at all. She just stared at Matt and I, as if to say, "what are you doing here?" She eventually warmed back up to us again. It's good to be home!
This didn't exactly make the Top Ten, but it is an honorable mention:
The official sport in Puerto Rico: cockfighting. Yeah, you read it right. It is pretty strange. there was a place right by our hotel that we passed many times. On our way to the airport, Matt managed to snap a rather fuzzy photo from our taxi as we passed by.


