However, everytime it dried up enough outside to go read on the beach, it started to rain again. Finally, at around 4:00 it was finally dry enough to go out. And by the time I was half way there it began to rain again. Luckily, it only spat a little and after a brief pause under a bridge it was fine. So I spent a couple hours reading on the wall in condado, watching boogie-boarders... But then it rained, and it was decided that I'd have an early dinner. Stromboli and Chardonnay. Yes, Ray, I know that isn't the matching wine.
After a stretched-out dinner (and the end of my Star-Wars book) it was dry enough to go out again. I snapped the shot at the end of this post, and read Diary by the light of the setting sun. I still had two hours until I met up with Amy, but there were security lights on the apartment building that probably confuse every turtle hatchling in a mile-long stretch of beach. Luckily, I am not a baby turtle, so they were pretty convenient for me. It did try to rain again, but I hid in a bus-stop, then walked to the Radisson where I started my last trip to PR to catch a cab to the Coliseo, where Aminta's concert had just let out.
I met up with her / her friends, then we drove home to Ponce. On the way, we saw a vehicle laying / moving a line of plastic jersey barriers by eating them up and spitting them out the back as it drove along. If I was driving alone, I would have gone back to take a picture of it... I'll try to google it for you. The rest of the trip (all of the trip for the non-engineers) was pretty non-eventful. I learned some Puerto Rican (to scratch = escratchar. Car = carro. Not coche. Spanish class was useless). After arriving at another friends house in Ponce, we talked until the early hours about everything. Or rather, the girls talked. I crashed out on a sofa around 4.
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