This will be quick, but I’d like to do justice to the PR trip!
Our second and third days on the Island were spent in San Juan, in various capacities. Day 2, after a leisurely morning at my grandfather’s, took us to the Bacardí factory, where we learned that it is “useless, absurd and absolutely ridiculous” to drink anything but Bacardí spirits. Quite the tour. Free, with drinks at the end.
Thomas is our most photogenic Whittington:
Tour train smiles:
Maki and I:
It was a pretty low-key day, and from there we headed back to the house, where the kids took a swim and we headed eventually over to Marilyn’s apartment in the city for a big family dinner, with some 20-something people in attendance — we were almost all there! The next day was reserved for Old San Juan, and Maki and I headed into the city with my Aunt Pat and her two boys, Alex and Nick, now more men than boys (now finishing and starting college, respectively). It was a lovely day to take in the city. But then again, it almost always is.
So many lovely views!
If you haven’t been to San Juan, I highly recommend a visit. The old city is wonderfully atmospheric, and I love its bright, bright colors.
For the history buffs, the city itself is older than most of the continental United States, as it was one of the earliest colonized places in the Western Hemisphere, so the first for developed, European-style cities. It’s wonderful!
We headed over along the pretty streets to meet up with the fam for lunch.
Daniel and Lila, after some flight delays and overnighting in Atlanta, had just arrived, making the Whittington family complete. We commemorated with a visit to El Morro, one of the most atmospheric forts I’ve ever seen.
And of course, lots of pictures.
Eight Whittingtons + Maki. A nice one to go out on, though a shame I’m in the shadows.
In short, a lovely start to our wonderful trip to Puerto Rico! From there, we would cross the island and head to the beach to ring in the New Year.