Our trip down was the best kind - uneventful. The scariest part of the trip was the first leg. Driving from her sister, De Linda's house, through the Atlanta downtown connector to the airport. Once that part was done the rest was easy.
On our first full day we attended a Coffee put on by the San Juan Newcomers Club. One of the members we chatted with admitted to living here for 30 years, but enjoyed the club and remained a member. Although we have no concrete plans to move here they accepted us and we will attend a couple more events this month.
View from the patio at the coffee:
Today we found the bus to Old San Juan, arrived at the main downtown station next to the waterfront and promptly merged with passengers spewing from 2 cruise ships onto the waterfront.
There was a replica galleon from Cuba visiting for a month and it was quite a sight against the two cruise ships:
We took the free trolley uphill into the old town and walked around until I got tired. Of course that was about 2 or 3 hours before De Anne would have given up on her own.
Watchtower along the ramparts:
The forecast had a 10% chance of rain, but since we were out and about there were 2 brief but intense storms. Making our way back to the trolley stop after the second storm we encountered lots of police in the square where our trolley stop was located. During the storm a tree in the square fell, took out a street light, and more to the point injured a couple tourists.
I did not take an after picture since it would be in poor taste to photograph injured people; however, this was the square when we arrived. The lamp post and tree to the right of the woman are now horizontal.
Of course traffic was at a standstill so at the risk of sounding self-serving and self -centered, I will note that I had to walk back to the bus terminal instead of the much anticipated trolley ride.
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