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Puerto Rico: Rincón

Much of Puerto Rico was still without power and water 10 Months post Maria. You can’t prepare for the amount of damage still apparent.

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Puerto Rico: Rincón

Surf and Aliens

There might be Aliens

 

Driving from San Juan in a rental car to Rincón on the other side of the island felt surreal. After all it was only a mere ten and a half months after hurricane Maria, the worst natural disaster in the islands history. At the same time I had nothing to compare the scenery to. Locals had told me that much of the island was still without power and even water, but I wasn’t prepared for the amount of damage still spread out throughout the countryside. Our voyage kept us on the expressway (route 22 west) along the northern coast of Puerto Rico until it changed to Route 2. Route 2 is more like a business highway. As we drove past communities and businesses it was evident many businesses had bounced back and communities were rebuilding but even almost a year later, the storm damage was still apparent. I could only imagine how bad the devastation must have been immediately after the storm.

 

I only wanted to make one stop along the way before we made it to Rincón and its famous beaches. As a kid I was fascinated by science and that fascination has never really left me. Some of my best memories were the books I read as a child and young adult. Many had involved fantasy and science fiction. I remember reading Chariots of the Gods when I was maybe ten or eleven years old. It had blown me away. So many light bulbs went off in my head when I read it and although many of my ideas were probably completely incorrect it still felt important to open my mind and consider so many possibilities. For me religion never really made sense but science usually always does. I was that kid in Sunday school that asked all the hard questions that always got the pensive smile and short faith based answer. Even though it was easy to detect the teacher’s impatience with me it never stopped me from asking the questions. My mind was like a sponge back then. These days it sometimes feels more like a brick than a sponge. I think that’s why it’s important for me to write. It adds a little water back into the sponge.

 

Shortly after we landed on Route 2 we came to our first major town called Arecibo. From there we turned off. I had brought my electronic GPS device with us fearing that some cell towers may still not be operational and our phones mapping system might not work everywhere. I had made sure to download the appropriate maps for Puerto Rico before we left. Our side adventure would take us up into the mountains.

 

The thirty-minute drive, after we turned off Route 2, took us past some small towns that clearly hadn’t recovered from the hurricane. Homes with no roofs dotted the landscape and downed powerline poles were still visible along the way. I couldn’t imagine being without power for over ten months. It’s worth noting that with everything going on, we still never met one person who wasn’t friendly or helpful during our entire trip.

 

As we came to the end of our journey the now winding road sharply climbed up in elevation. Once we reached the end of the road, a colorful sign read “Bienvenidos” “Welcome to the William E. Gordon Telescope” and visitors center. After all these years on the planet, I had finally made it to the Observatorio de Arecibo (The Aricibo Observatory). Not only was it the climatic scene of the 1995 James Bond Film “GoldenEye” but it was also written about in so many books and articles over the years. It’s truly one of the most significant scientific accomplishments in mankind’s history. Construction began on the giant radio telescope in 1960 and completed in 1963. It was the largest radio telescope in the world at just over 1000 ft across for over 60 years until China built one in 2016 that’s 1600 ft across. Since 1999 it’s helped scan the universe for SETI  (Search for Extra Terrestrial Intelligence) in hopes of finding transmissions from intelligent civilizations. At the observatory you’ll find a visitor center that has refreshments and an informative walk through science center that explains some of the important discoveries the observatory has been responsible for. There is also an auditorium that provides a short documentary on the Observatory. Once that’s over they will escort you out to the actual radio telescope where guides provide additional information and answer questions. The scope and the size of the telescope is something to really take in.

 

I was happy to knock another bucket list item off my list. As for my entourage, they probably just wanted to get to the beach before the sun went down. It’s entirely possible that the science geek in me isn’t for everyone.

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

The Tree House

 

From the observatory we still had about an hour and a half until we reached our final destination. It was easier to head back to route two and follow that toward our AirBnb than take a chance on driving directly west across the mountainous terrain. The mountain crossing would have been a shorter distance but slightly longer time wise. With the storm damage still evident in those areas there were just too many unknowns to risk going off the beaten path. Route 2 still took us along some interesting scenery and through several towns. The drive helped to give us a better feel for the island and the people.

 

By the time we got to our AirBnb we had had enough of being in the car all day. The directions our AirBnB host sent us were decent and we found it without too much trouble. When we pulled up, large (and small) lizards scurried as if we were interrupting something important. If the home we were staying at suffered any damage from the storm they must have repaired everything before we arrived because no damage stood out that was obvious. The home was a rustic styled tree house built up on stilts. It sat back off the ocean and high up on the hill. Because of its stilt design and expansive deck it offered incredible Caribbean views. The deck was perfect for breakfast. The sounds of the birds every morning while drinking coffee and the clean smell of the air made everyone feel rejuvenated. The ocean was somewhat of a short walk from our tree house but we chose to drive down the first day instead. We wanted to get some food and spend some time on the beach before the sunset. For us, this part of the trip was intended to be all about relaxation. The cost of the AirBnb was $155.00 a night but with cleaning and fees it took it up around $225.00. It wasn’t cheap compared to many other AirBnB’s we’ve stayed at but considering we had our own mountain retreat only about a ¼ mile walk from the Caribbean Sea, it was priceless.

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Sandy Beach and Rincón

 

We weren’t staying directly in the town of Rincón but instead were just outside of it and north. We’d need to drive to reach the actual town because it wasn’t in walking distance. The beach by where we were staying was called Sandy Beach. The beach was beautiful and incredibly clean. After Maria the Rincón community had struggled. The damage had been extensive and it was simply hard to just find clean water let alone have access to electricity. The community really had pulled together. The affects of Maria were not overtly apparent by the time we had arrived there. 

 

Just off Sandy Beach Angela, her son and I had settled on dinner at a place called Tamboo. The food there was good but nothing fancy. We weren’t really looking for fancy though; we were looking for the view. Tamboo boasts a deck overlooking the Caribbean. We were not going to beat that view and atmosphere. The restaurant wasn’t very busy since tourists were still not really coming back to Puerto Rico yet. The staff was friendly. The bar sat right out on the deck and although we weren’t drinking it would obviously be a great location to hang out for a night by the beach. After the sun finally set we went out in search of some breakfast items. The store shelves appeared to still be struggling in this area. Not enough goods were making it to the stores that needed them. The choices were slim. We kept our wish list simple and mostly down to breakfast items, snacks, water and other drinks. We managed to put enough together.

 

We eventually got to explore the actual small beach town of Rincón. Again, there wasn’t much damage directly in town that was apparent. The FEMA office was open there but quickly shooed us away when they seen I was attempting to photograph the office. In the town most of the stores were open but the tourists just were just not visiting yet. Angela and I found an unexpected Irish Pub Restaurant there called Finn and Ollie’s Pickle Barrel. The food was quite good but again nothing fancy. Our waiter was from the states and said he really loved it there in Rincón. He was looking forward to things getting fully back to normal. Money was tight with fewer tourists.

 

After dinner we stretched our legs around the town stopping at one point to grab some great ice cream that we could walk around with. Where the two main roads come together we found an outdoor bar that the locals seemed to be hanging out. It was apparently karaoke night. We hung out long enough to listen to some good singers and laugh at the bad ones. Watching the locals have so much fun when not long ago they were struggling to just find clean water was enough to anyone some gratitude and hope. Clearly the people of Puerto Rico are fighters that take a lot of pride in their communities.

 

Overall, a known surfers paradise with its clear blue waters and sandy beaches, Rincón is high up on my list of places to visit. Our lodging, the people and the service we received there was first rate. If you feel like just relaxing and being lazy for a week or two or 5 years… Rincón would be a great place to do just that.

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Puerto Rico: Old San Juan

9 months after Hurricane Maria we found ourselves rolling along the narrow cobblestone streets of Viejo (Old) San Juan.

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Puerto Rico: Old San Juan

Nine Months After the Storm

After Maria

 

We caught an early flight out on Delta. I didn’t get much sleep the night before. The second leg of our trip was out of Atlanta and luckily it was one of the rare times I was able to get decent sleep on a plane. Angie, of course, made sure to take unflattering pictures of me on the plane. Once we landed in San Juan, I reserved a car rental for later on in our trip. Our plan was to stay in Old San Juan for the early part of our journey. For that location we wouldn’t need a vehicle and it honestly would hinder us there since the available parking in Old San Juan wasn’t very abundant. After confirming the rental, we hired a taxi to take us to the AirBnb we had booked.

 

In mid September of 2017, Hurricane Maria made a direct hit on Puerto Rico. It was regarded as the worst natural disaster in Puerto Rican history. Less than a year earlier, the journey back for the U.S. territory, its citizens and the infrastructure overall was proving to be a difficult one. Evidence of damage was still apparent on our short drive from Luis Muñoz Marin International Airport to our destination. Obvious storm damage like tarped off roofs were easy to spot in neighborhoods along the way. Even so, our female taxi driver smiled and carried on pleasant conversation in a thick Spanish accent the entire way to our AirBnb. She proudly explained how San Juan had been recovering a lot faster than other areas of the island that were also hit hard. Not only was it the capital and largest city, but the tourist industry was extremely important to Puerto Rico’s recovery as well. We were told many areas of the island, especially the interior parts, still lacked power or even clean water.

 

As we got closer to our destination we noticed distinct changes in the architecture. Hotels and governmental buildings jumped up along the way. The pleasant drive gave gratuitous views of the blue waters of the Caribbean but we really didn’t need our eyes to know it was there. One could clearly smell the salty ocean and almost taste it in the air. We got lucky with the weather. It was sunny and mid-80s and promised to be that way during our stay. The little sleep I had got was enough to make me ready for the day.sewer

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Conquistadors

 

Rolling onto the narrow cobblestone streets of Viejo (Old) San Juan. The first thing we were struck by was the old world style architecture. The famous conquistador Ponce de León founded the settlement in 1508. The exact same Ponce de León who led explorations into Florida in search of the Fountain of Youth. Casa Blanca, now a museum, was once the fortification and residence of the famous explorer. Constructed in 1521, it is now almost 500 years old. De León’s descendants actually lived in Casa Blanca all the way up until the mid 1800’s. Ponce’s body even lies in rest in one of the local ancient churches. 

 

Not only is the architecture significant in Old San Juan but you soon realize upon arrival that there’s some interesting old world style military fortifications surrounding most of the city. La Fortaleza was built a decade after Casa Blanca and has been the continuous residence of the various Governors of Puerto Rico. That makes it the oldest executive mansion in the New World. Construction on the surrounding battlement of Castillo San Felipe del Morro started several years after La Fortaleza was completed. By 1641 the entirety of the old city had a wall around it. Additional important fortifications were built after 1641 like the fort of San Christobal. Because of the quality of these fortifications Spain was able to control the island up until the Treaty of Paris ended the Spanish-American war in 1898. It was then that Spain agreed to cede ownership of Puerto Rico, Cuba, Guam and the Philippines to the United States. The historic fortifications of Old San Juan have been designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site and I will be writing more on the historic significance of this site as well as adding some additional pictures to the UNESCO Word Heritage section of this website. 

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Location, Location, Location

 

Our AirBnb was located in the northwestern section of the city and still it would only take about 15-20 minutes’ tops to walk to the complete opposite side of the walled city where La Fortaleza sits. There’s no way you need a car to get around and you’d have to be extremely lazy (or very drunk) to need a taxi. For a 2-bedroom apartment I paid a whopping 160 bucks a night… but it was worth it. It was one of the more expensive AirBnb’s we’ve rented. We could have got a cheaper AirBnB or hotel if it had just been Angela and I but we had also brought her son and one of his friends on this trip and so we needed some additional space. Angela and I would take a cool AirBnb over a cookie cutter Hotel any day. For me, I feel it gives us attachment to wherever we’ve visited and makes us feel more a part of the culture. The AirBnb we picked was clean, unique and gave us outstanding views of the Caribbean. Right across the street was Abraham Lincoln Elementary School. A courtyard with a basketball court outside had children playing basketball during recess. It was easy to forget that less than a mere eleven months earlier a storm the magnitude of Maria turned the Island into an apocalyptic nightmare. The children’s laughter proved the island would bounce back. The parents that came during recess to check on them proved no one would ever forget. 

 

“God must be a painter. Why else would we have so many colors?”

(A Beautiful Mind - 2001)

 

The streets of Viejo San Juan are filled with unique colorful architecture. Fortaleza Street being one of the more whimsical with beautiful colored umbrellas hanging like a canopy above a well-maintained brick street. The city is clean and the streets feel safe. Cruise ships line up every day in the busiest cruise port in the Caribbean and the streets become flooded with tourists. Many of the tourist shops carry similar items but every once in a while you come across a store carrying more unique original items. The restaurants offer a large array of cuisine choices. A restaurant called Barrachina (Huarrachina) offered up a fantastic fish dinner that I had decided to take advantage of. One late morning we also discovered a great little restaurant called Mercado La Carreta where everyone enjoyed a hearty brunch. 

 

When we visited Puerto Rico, many Americans were still weary about visiting because they feared Hurricane Maria had either damaged too much and it wouldn’t be enjoyable and/or that Puerto Rican citizens had maybe become so desperate that personal safety might be an issue. Nothing could have been further from the truth. We found a beautiful city and proud, courteous, hard working citizens wherever we went. Less tourists for Puerto Ricans was obviously bad but for us, it selfishly meant a better experience in a city that normally had five times or more people cramming the streets. We never felt pressure to spend money but we always felt gratitude from the restaurants and stores when we did. 

 


Some may not realize it but Old San Juan isn’t the only town on the peninsula of the walled fortress. Just over the wall, east of El Morro and the famed Magdalena de Pazzis Cemetery, is the shantytown of La Perla. Settled in the late 1900’s, La Perla has a little bit more of an edgy reputation. In the past it was recommended tourists not travel there for safety reasons but in recent years it’s cleaned up that reputation and has become generally safe. The colors there are fantastic! Famous music videos and even movies have been made there and hip restaurants are popping up all the time. La Perla sits outside the walled fortress and during Maria suffered significant damage since it not only didn’t have the added protection of the fortress walls but it also sits so close to the Atlantic. The architecture there is clearly different largely because the law during the 19thcentury obligated the slaughterhouse, former slaves as well as homeless non-whites to build their homes outside the walled city. Those that decided to make a home there were quite a bit poorer than those that lived behind the walled city and although the structures today have been much improved upon, it still maintains its own distinct identity from Old San Juan which sits only a stairwell or two up and over the ancient battlements away.

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Secret Beach

 

One of the little known secrets is where the locals go if they want to walk to the beach. Just outside of the official boundary of Viejo San Juan and a short walk from where our AirBnb was situated is the Capital building. Across from the Capital is the beautiful Plaza of San Juan Bautista (John the Baptist) with amazing views of the Atlantic. You won’t find a sign leading the way but there’s a set of steps that will take you to a small beach the locals call Playa de Bajamar. Although there seemed to be some debris from the hurricane still in places along the beach our walk in the sand and water was still perfect. 

 

Another reason to visit are the surprising ruins one finds of an old fort that might be called Fort BajaMar. Sea glass, which makes perfect souvenirs, is plentiful along the way. Because the beach is out of the way and not patrolled there seem to be locations where some homeless have set up shop. No one bothered us while we were there but it’s always good to stay aware of your surroundings. Strong currents are also known to be in the area and with no lifeguards; swimming would be at your own risk. There are other more family orientated beaches further away but we seem to like off the beaten path type of adventures instead of doing what everyone else does, so it was perfect for us.

ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero

Old World Style Withdrawal

 

We only spent three days in the city exploring. We could have spent a few more so I suppose we’ll need to go back. It’s still one of my favorite places I’ve been. It has the culture of an exotic location while simultaneously being within the boundaries of the United States so its less complicated with no need for money exchange, complicated car rentals, etc… Also, the airfare for us from Pittsburgh generally floats around $300.00 RT, give or take. It’s one the cheaper locations we can get to in a reasonable amount of time.

 

Our decision to go to Puerto Rico was largely made because we strongly desired to support the Puerto Rican economy at that point in history instead of spending our money somewhere else. I don’t say that for a pat on the back. I just think it’s important to try and make decisions based on what’s the right thing to do instead of allowing fear to make those decisions. There are so many things in life I’d have missed out on if I had not tried to live with that philosophy. How do I know that? Because there are far too many things in life I missed out on. Experience, most of the time, is the best teacher. 


 


Besides... I got to see the Puerto Rican version of the Roberto Clemente Statue. A small bucket list item for me knocked off a very long list.

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ALL PHOTOS BY: Angela Erdmann and Thomas Lonero