Fri Jan 19 9:15PM (2007)

PR Day 0: Back on the Island

My suitcase was the last one off the conveyor. Everyone else had gone. Cobwebs were starting to form. Someone's bag has to be first off, doesn't it? Whose? Has it ever been you?

Had a wonderful welcoming committee, hugs all around. Then to Mom's for tostones and carne frita and rice. The plantains were freshly cut this morning. There's just nothing like that.

Now to bed. The coquis are delightfully loud. The traffic and sirens, louder but less delightful.

Posted by Ed | Categories: Travel