A bus ride followed by a free trolley ride deposited us at the entrance to Castillo de San Cristobal, the largest fort built by Spain in the Western Hemisphere.
I toured the fort like a wide-eyed little boy enjoying the sights through the ramparts out to sea and on the other side the view of Old San Juan.
Exhausting the views and myself we exited down a cannon ramp to the street and heard one of the infrequent trolleys toiling uphill on the opposite side of the stone wall. De Anne lithely trotted to the stop with me lumbering behind. We caught it and avoided the mile long uphill walk to the next fort, Castillo de San Felipe del Morro.
While on watch from the top of the fort that guarded the entrance to the bay we spied a cruise ship arriving. It is not unusual since 2 or 3 cruise ships are in this deep, protected harbor at any one time, and the economy of Old San Juan revolves around cruise ships disgorging thousands of tourists (and their money) on a daily basis.
De Anne gazing wistfully out to sea.
For some unfathomable reason this 2 foot long iguana felt the need to scale the castle wall.
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