Humacao, A Great Town Saddled By Puerto Rican Myopia 

The last time I was in Humacao was in August of 1971. I mean, I’ve gone through it hun­dreds of times, but to actu­al­ly walk its streets has tak­en that long. Back then I was a fresh­man at the Uni­ver­si­ty of Puer­to Rico’s Region­al Col­lege. How­ev­er, I didn’t com­plete my stud­ies there, because short­ly after the Region­al Col­lege in Bayamón Con­tin­ue reading…

A Walk Around Condado Lagoon
“Discover The History Below Your Feet ”

This week I did some­thing total­ly dif­fer­ent. I record­ed my first walk & talk around Con­da­do Lagoon, in San Juan, Puer­to Rico. Walk & Talks have nev­er been a hall­mark of Puer­to Rico By GPS, main­ly because there are oth­er peo­ple doing them in Puer­to Rico. But there were good rea­sons for this change of heart. First, my chan­nel is in Con­tin­ue reading…

SEO, Social Media And Travel Blogs, Pick Two

This morn­ing I con­duct­ed an exper­i­ment. It was some­thing that I should’ve real­ized for years. And yet, for some strange rea­son it elud­ed me. SEO on Social Media doesn’t work! Duh­h­h­h­h­hh! I’ve been at this gig since 1990, so I’m not exact­ly a spring chick­en when it comes to the web, or all things tech­nol­o­gy for that mat­ter. In fact, Con­tin­ue reading…

Ceiba A Town In Limbo

In Puer­to Rico there are towns that stand out for their his­to­ry. Oth­ers because of their exu­ber­ant nature. Oth­ers are just mag­nif­i­cent cities. And still oth­ers are best to vis­it on your way to some­where else. Then there are towns like Cei­ba, that bake in the Caribbean sun in a sort of lethar­gy… a “lim­bo” state, if you will. It’s Con­tin­ue reading…

Fajardo, Puerto Rico’s Boating and Water Sports Paradise

Every town in Puer­to Rico has its own claim to fame. Old San Juan is about forts and cob­ble­stones, muse­ums, food and shop­ping. Oth­er towns are about beach­es, moun­tains, flow­ers or water­falls. And in the case of Fajar­do, it’s all about boat­ing and water sports. Fajar­do is the north-east­­ern­­most town on the large island of Puer­to Rico. As you’ll recall Con­tin­ue reading…

Dorado, 23 Square Miles Of Beauty And Adventure 

If Dora­do weren’t called Dora­do, it would need to be called “Lin­do”. Why? Because it is! You see, the word “lin­do” means “pret­ty” in Span­ish, and that’s one thing that this town def­i­nite­ly is. Dora­do is the 12th small­est munic­i­pal­i­ty in Puer­to Rico and the 6th in terms of per capi­ta income. With that comes lots of finan­cial inequal­i­ty, but that’s Con­tin­ue reading…

Vega Alta, A Town About A Beach 

Vega Alta is one of those towns that I hard­ly vis­it, unless I’m going to the beach. And even then, I don’t vis­it the beach —any beach— as much as I used to either. With that said, this week Zorai­da and I vis­it­ed the love­ly town of Vega Alta, on the cen­­tral-north­ern coast of Puer­to Rico. To us mere mor­tals Vega Con­tin­ue reading…

Corozal, Gateway To The Heart Of Puerto Rico 

The oth­er day my wife and I vis­it­ed the lit­tle town of Corozal, Puer­to Rico. It’s a small town (2,601 inhab­i­tants) that sits almost at the geo­graph­i­cal heart of Puer­to Rico (that would be Oro­co­vis). The dri­ve to Corozal was easy. We took toll road PR-22 going west, got off on exit 22B towards road 165 going south, off again Con­tin­ue reading…

Barranquitas, Where Beauty and History Come Together 

This week my wife and I vis­it­ed the town of Bar­ran­quitas, Puer­to Rico. It’s a small town that sits almost at the geo­graph­i­cal cen­ter of the main Island of Puer­to Rico. As you will recall from sev­er­al of my pre­vi­ous posts, Puer­to Rico is a group of islands but it’s not an arch­i­pel­ago. How can that be pos­si­ble? Aren’t they both Con­tin­ue reading…

Aibonito, Puerto Rico’s Garden in the Mountains

This week my wife and I vis­it­ed the beau­ti­ful town of Aiboni­to, Puer­to Rico. We got to leave the noisy, stress­ful real­i­ty of urban liv­ing in the San Juan Metro­plex to enjoy the peace­ful beau­ty of Puer­to Rico’s coun­try­side; if only for a few hours. We arrived in Aiboni­to, a lit­tle over 8:30, on the morn­ing of Feb­ru­ary 26. It was Con­tin­ue reading…