They say that when you are in Puerto Rico you may as well be in Cuba. The two places are the wings of the same bird. The only difference is the cars. Puerto Rico = new cars. Cuba = very old cars. It wasn’t until I looked up at the roof tops that I began to see what they meant. In this part of Old San Juan the streets are paved with ballast from Spanish ship that sailed to this archipelago 500 years ago and the power lines were put in sometime in the middle 20th century (an educated guess). I have never been to Cuba. I am spending 8 days in Puerto Rico walking and talking while my daughter works. I am very lucky. I had friends say once that she felt as though she were amphibious because of the humidity. It is very like that here this week. The water will begin to leak from the air before the clouds arrive. We have been treated to thunder and lightning, down pours and sunny, hot and humid. I have to say that it is the perfect Puerto Rico weather. I am loving it. We are staying at the She...
Retirement out here where the rubber meeds the road!