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