Puerto Rico



En route to PR-toddies at the bar

As far as "vacations" go, this one went well.

Not everything went completely smooth, but it could have been, (and has been in the past), much worse. 

Let's see! Comparison countdown on this trip:

potty accidents:0

visits to the emergency room:0


Arrival!

full-blown temper tantrums in public:0

whining and complaining: too many incidents to count

But I can live with that.



Entertaining ourselves at dinner

Parque de las Palomas



This is a trip I was not looking forward to, because generally, Dyleva is so high maintenance, it is more exhausting than staying home.

However, this time, I must admit.  They were better behaved than their parents.  (Which only leaves us open to more adventurous endeavors in the future....)

I won't go into all the painful details of the unnecessary, inconsistent, tiresome, travel process, but believe me when I say it was a lot to ask of a 6 and a 4 year old.  (It was a lot to ask of an adult.) 



Entrance to the dungeon

I have always said, if our life is a yacht, I am the engineer, and Jeff is the Cruise Director.  He planned the entire trip.

It was divided into 3 parts. 

Part 1: Old San Juan
Culture, history, and exploration



Dyslexic graffiti artist

Part 2: Beach
Swimming and sun in a surfing town.

Part 3: Rainforest
El Yunque and all its marvels.