It was almost time to depart on our trip but first I had to tend to the final exercises of WWS451 and so the students were asked to gather for photo time
and we grabbed Deven Desai
who took these wonderful pictures of
(seated) Camille Francois, Jacob Fisch, Josephine Wolff
and (standing) Pete Wang, Yuchen Zhang, Paul Dimaggio, Shawn Kothari, Raleigh Allison, Jen Chen, David Dobkin
This left us ready to leave bright and (very) early the next morning and so I said good bye to Ben
welcomed Peter and Seva
and put bright lights on Suzanne as she was leaving the house
and we made our way to section 307 of the parking lot at Newark
where we grabbed our bags
cleared security and got into the coffee line at Dunkin Donuts
where we ran into Hal Stern.
Once airborne, this was my lunch since I had given my elegant upgraded business class seat to Suzanne.
Next thing we knew, we were there and at the airport making our way to a taxi and from there on to Fajardo
where we saw the lines for the ferries
as we waited with baggage
and then pulled our bags to the obligatory phone booth picture
before grabbing lunch at our favorite Fajardo restaurant
where the diet coke
and grilled cheese
left Suzanne in the dark
but enlightened Seva
and Peter
and me.
Next we made our way past the parked boats
and noted that our favorite Fajardo restaurant was for sale
before settling onto the ferry
ad making our way past the ships
out to sea
which involved a few changes of location on the ship to find seats that satisfied us
and gave good views
as Peter did his ancient mariner imitation
and we eventually saw bodies of land which calmed the seas a bit but led to discussions about which of these land masses would hold the entryway to the harbor at Dewey
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Having been enlightened about every turn in every road, every bump, every tree, every native, ... we were well prepared to follow Raquel to the house we were renting above Zoni Beach and so after an amazingly uneventful ride, given the warnings, we arrived at our villa
These droplets of rain on our window told the story of the next day (and the ones after that)
even as we looked out at the building which housed the Kramers
and the scenery beyond which was the road to the beach (where even 6 wheel drive could not bring us back).
Suzanne had her breakfast
and we checked out the views
by the swimming pool
as I had my coffee and reading
and we admired the setting we were in
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Indeed, after Flamenco Beach and Melones and a trip to the top of the mountain (such as it was) and Jolly Rogers restaurant, we made our way home and the camera permitted a few photos of our room
and then we came across Peter deeply in a trance about MazeCube
before we had hors d'ouveres
and drinks
that brought Seva
Suzanne
and me
back to life for the journey to Susie's restaurant
where this was the menu
which engaged Suzanne
Seva
and Peter
but not me
as the bushwhackers came
with the unusual glass of wine
and the appetizers
and waters
and main courses which could only work if they had lots of crunchy things on top
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The next day, I was allocated just a small number of photos before the camera decided to go on strike. But I did record some of the views out from our room
and the waters -- pool with Zoni beach behind
and the main house with the rain waters on the patios
not to mention sky views which offered hope that the day would turn into bright blue skies
but when I tried to capture Suzanne, the camera balked
and then came back for her
and also for this self portrait
not to mention the kitchen area and
the fan
but the day's final picture had to be of the BlackBerry after which the camera was firmly on strike.
The next day, it was rainy but the camera shut down after just two photos of the landscaping and the day after there would be no pictures, so you can imagine the withdrawal pangs I felt.
Finally I reached a day where I had the double good luck of a working camera and a bright blue sky. I was tentative because I wondered how long it would last as I took photos of our various views from the bed room
and then Peter out of
and in focus
and some close photos of plantings as I wondered if I should take any more pictures or save my luck for the few photos I had to have before leaving the island
but Seva blurred
and then became clear
as I recorded the house and a plant
and then had the camera go dark until dinner
where Suzanne
and I
and Peter and Seva began our cocktail hour
which amused Seva
and led to this self portrait for me
before we went exploring and decided that the Dinghy Dock (which we saw on a realtor's listing the next day)
was not the right place and after some exploration we ended up at Mamacitas which seemed to be the only open restaurant in town
so we read the menu
and went to the bar to wait
for the signs to clear
and the drinks to appear even though they had used up the last bananas of the day on the party ahead of us
Suzanne
Peter
Seva (out of pose)
and Seva (in pose)
and I were ready when our table was
and while we were happy to not share with the iguanas
I was happy to take this photo of our neighbors which, I am sure, came out better than the picture I took with their phone
and then the waiter came and explained that no other restaurant could get its act together to be open on Tuesday, hence the crowd at Mamacitas
and we toasted this observation
as we gathered drinks
and had salad
and jalapeno poppers
before the main courses arrived
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Sadly, it was our last day. Happily, my camera was working and even more happily, the views were good
except for the dark one
and I was able to explore all around the house
and the pool chairs
and various shots of the kitchen
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Our way to the airport was met with twin desires -- pictures of Peter taking the garbage to the town dump
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