We left Huntsville for Atlanta at about 8:00. No wait, we were scheduled to leave Huntsville for Atlanta at about 8:00 but Atlanta delayed our departure for about 30 minutes because of congestion there. We deplaned at 8:40 (Atlanta time) for a connection flight that was to leave at 8:54 on the other side of the airport and had already made the final boarding calls. I still have blisters from running down moving sidewalks and up and down escalators. Whooo. Get's the blood pumping. Of course we make it to our flight in the niche of time and have to sit in our seat 30 minutes because our luggage isn't as light on it's feet as this 200 pound woman and her old man.
Then it was three hours and eleven minutes to San Juan and what a bumpy trip that was. the dinging of the seat belt warning lights was constant. The sudden dips were tough on the bladders of those of us that didn't have time to use the bathroom at the airport. But that's the fun of it all, right? I love to fly.
Out of the plane and onto the bus for the ride to Gran Melia Resort and Villas. Last year it was called Paradisus. This year it changed from an all inclusive resort to pay for everything. The rooms start at $400, the breakfast was $21 each and they tried to charge us for dinner Sunday night $118! Holy shishkamooshka! I had them refigure. They cam back with a ticket for $0. Cocktails were $12. WOW! I'd have starved to death if we hadn't gotten the all inclusive deal.
We checked in and had a few drinks at the welcome party then I looked at our room number, 712. That means that we were in bungalow seven. I looked on the map and found Bungalow seven to be the absolute farthest building from the main lobby! The little signs said .48 miles! We got our exercise.
There was live entertainment every evening here at the bar and every afternoon at the lagoon pool.
A Flamenco guitarist from Barcelona (if I remember correctly) named Juan Carlos performed with several dancers Friday night. They were quite a site. Wish my pictures had turned out a little better. It was so dark in there.
One of our group got to try on a pair of the maracas.
He was good at it!
On the way back to our bungalow Ricky spotted a little tree frog.You know I have to take pictures of the critters. I just love critters.
Coqui, coqui
We ran across this mother duck teaching it's little one to swimm. It was really struggling!
1 comment:
Great pics of the islands and of the critters!!!!
Littleboyintheboat
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