Puerto Rico

Sofia and I are back home safely after a wonderful trip to Puelto Rico. We had a great time and I couldn't have asked for a better baby to travel with. The trip initially began on a bad foot, our plane was delayed 3 hours because of 'fumes', however they didn't decide to delay it until we were already boarded! We spent that time reading, coloring, trying to distract Sofia from running up and down the aisles. On top of that, our trip to San Juan was going to be longer than usual because we were re-routed so instead of being on the plane for 4 hours as planned, we were on it for 7.5. I thought things would end disastrously, BUT once we were in the air, Sofia fell right to sleep. She slept almost the whole way there, that meant mama was able to rest as well. It was a huge blessing traveling with Nana, Aunt Liz and Aboo too, we all took turns watching the babe.

The first night we were in San Juan, we were all tired, but somehow we managed to find the energy to go out to eat and explore the city. Sofia tried running into the casino area of the hotel but was quickly denied entry. She was quite upset about it but rules are rules, 18+ to enter.

Saturday, we relaxed by the pool and took Sofia to the beach for the very first time. As I've said before, she loves water, so naturally, she loved the beach. As the waves reached her tiny feet, she would laugh and inch her way into the water. She didn't really appreciate the current, but Abuelo and Nana had her taken care of in the water. I HATE the ocean and have had too many bad experiences so I got out after a few minutes, while Sosa and the fam. stayed for a while.




side note: i'm sure many of you are wondering how it's possible for me to not like the ocean, well the reason is two fold 1. i stepped on a stingray while in the Caymans, not to worry, i didn't get stung, i just had a massive cut on the bottom of my foot. 2. a crab latched onto my lip while I was snorkeling, it wouldn't come off for a good 5 minutes! so there you have it, i love the beach, hate the ocean.


After swimming, we went to our room, took a nap and prepared for the night's activities. We ate dinner at a great Puerto Rican/Cuban restaurant, then headed to the park downtown for Le Lo Lai's performance with a folkloric dance group. Sofia wore my mom's shoes the whole night and danced her hiney off. Everyone watched her as she danced, commenting on how she was able to walk in 4 in. platforms.


Sunday, the ladies headed to Old San Juan. We walked through the historic district of San Juan. It was neat to see the colonial side of the island. My favorite part was the 'Raices' monument. It is a representation of the diversity that exists in Puerto Rico. Afterwards, we headed back to the hotel and swam, ate, and relaxed in the hammocks. Oh how I wish I lived on a tropical island, I love the climate and the laid back lifestyle.

After our afternoon nap, we prepared to dance the night away once again on our last night. We ate dinner at a highly recommended Puerto Rican restaurant, Ajili Mejilli, and walked to the Marriot for live music and dancing. We were all exhausted from the day's activities so none of us danced much, but we enjoyed the music AND watching the other couples shake their thang. The most entertaining part of the evening was watching an older couple, probably in their late 60s, dance their hearts out. The older gentleman was twirling his lady while she was shaking her bom bom.

The trip home was smooth and we were excited to be back home and see our sweet papa. We missed him so much! He managed well without us, Uncle Cheo took good care of him.

Sofia's favorite expression on our trip was 'I money' (I want money). Aunt Liz taught her what money was and Thursday, before we left, she walked up to Syd and said, "Papa, I money". I do believe his worst nightmare has come true, all at the tender age of 21 months. The WHOLE time we were in PR, she asked my mom and dad for money. Of course, they gave her some, which she keeps in her brand new Hello Kitty purse. I don't know whether to laugh or cry but either way, she knows what she wants and knows how to get it.



She's our parrot and we are constantly watching what we say. While we were in San Juan, my dad said 'cogno' which isn't a very nice word in Spanish and Sosa walked around for 30 minutes saying, 'ay, cogno'. Abuelo got in alot of trouble for that incident. We don't want Sofia to be like the baby on Meet The Fockers, do we?

Well ladies and gentlemen, I hope you all had a great weekend and that you all enjoy this long weekend relaxing and spending time with family. I know that's what we will be doing.

amor. abrazos y un besote para todos!