One of our new little friends - Sophie was charmed when she said "Ola!" to him and he said it right back...
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The colour and beauty of Old San Juan, Puerto Rico
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One happy family, hanging out in the pool in Isla Verde... and yes, that really IS Chris in the pool!
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Well, if a vacation has to end this is the way to end it. Our disembarkation tags had us leaving the ship around 10:30am so we had plenty of time for breakfast and one last leisurely chat on the balcony before grabbing our carry-off bags and heading for our departure point, the Lyric lounge. We didn't even get inside before our group was told they could leave the ship, and the actual disembarkation process was smooth and uneventful. We grabbed a taxi and headed for Old San Juan, where there's a small restaurant & shopping area called Barrachina Village which offers a baggage-check service for tourists wishing to unload their luggage if they have time to kill before catching their flights home. Bags checked, we wandered around Old San Juan for a while peeking into little shops and enjoying the sights and sounds - which for some reason involved a lot of Boy Scouts, as they seemed to be having some sort of rally in Old San Juan today. We saw literally thousands of Scouts in their troupes as we walked just a five or six block area... it was a bit surreal. We also saw some beautiful art work, the smallest Chihuahua puppy I've ever seen, two talking parrots, a wonderful spice shop and a central square full of pigeons just right for sneaking up on (at least, if you're Sophie.) We eventually caught another cab to the Embassy Suites in Isla Verde, where although we were a couple hours early for check-in they allowed us to store our bags and use the amenities until our rooms were ready. We had our bathing suits on and were pool-side in a matter of minutes. The hotel was nice but the pool was especially lovely, and after a couple hours of swimming we checked into our room, enjoyed a few cocktails at the "Manager's Reception", grabbed a bite to eat, and settled in to watch the Olympic Men's Gold Medal Hockey Game. We had more than a few moments of homesickness when the US team scored the goal that tied the game with only seconds left in the third period and the entire crowd around us went wild - Chris involuntarily yelped "Awe F*ck!" and got a whole lot of frosty looks from the largely American crowd. That's alright - we Canadian's got the last laugh when our guys took the Gold in overtime, and we hooted and hollered then (the American guests were strangely quiet then - go figure.)
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