
I ate two bananas for breakfast. It's the only thing I can handle in the morning these days. I think I've eaten more bananas already on this trip than I have in the last year. Which is funny, cause I've only eaten like five. Here's the Hotel Fantasia something or other in Boqueron.

Right now, I am in Boqueron at the public beach. If any place in Puerto Rico called me, it was this area. It's really cold and windy and rainy here. I haven't found a place to stay here yet and it's early in the day, so I don't necessarily need to stay. I should have gone to Politos before I left Salinas, but I was on a manatee high and wasn't thinking clearly.

Then circumstances brought these folks back into my world (my hotel was across the street from theirs and I heard them in the pool area), and I ended up eating dinner with them. I absolutely wouldn't have if they hadn't had a woman with them. The woman's name was Irene, and I dug her spunky new yorkiness. They were eaters, let me tell you. Food people. It was quite a spread. And they were loud. I am pretty uncomfortable with public loudness normally, but as I got used to it, it was kind of fun. It ended up being a weird/good night. After dinner we walked around town and had a couple drinks together and told stories and jokes. It was nice to talk to people, and they were all really warm and kind and generous to each other and to me.
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