Today, we took our first excursion off of the resort. We went to Playa Boquerón--Boquerón Beach--for the afternoon. We set out after breakfast, Bobby driving and me, navigating. Somewhere along Rte-116, I thought to ask if Bobby had his wallet and, therefore, his license.
Nope, he'd forgotten it. So after that it was Dawn driving and Bobby navigating! We got a little off course in Lajas when we missed an unmarked turn, and when we reached Boquerón, ended up driving the wrong way on a one-way street. Oops. Luckily, a kindly woman got us turned around and pointed to the beach.
Boquerón is renowned as one of the most beautiful beaches on the island; it did not disappoint. We are used to mid-Atlantic waters where you can't see you hand three inches below the surface. We stood in waist-deep water and could see our feet. We found a nice assortment of shells--snails, olives, lion's paws, and clams--and a few pieces of coral. There were some interesting fish, namely a clear needle-nosed species that kept mistaking Bobby's swimsuit for a reef. I saw a two-inch yellow-brown fish and had a school of small brown fish brush my arm; Bobby had one dart between his fingers.
We found our way home without incident.
Puerto Rican roads are a bit narrower than that to which I am accustomed, and people drive so much slower. They are more polite too, not always in a hurry, like Americans, who are prone to adding 10-20 mph to a speed limit. It is nice, though. Living so near DC, everyone has an elevated sense of self-importance and rush everywhere
. Bobby and I are not that way, so we find this suits us well.
Boquerón is a very colorful little town, the Puerto Rican version of our Ocean City, so clearly a tourist's town and everything so colorful. I told Bobby that returning to Maryland, things will seem so drab. Drab and busy. Bleh. :^Þ
|The little park behind Playa Boquerón, filled with palm trees.|
|Looking up, up, up into the tall palms of Playa Boquerón!|
|Looking down Playa Boquerón to the west. This is counted as one of the most beautiful beaches in Puerto Rico.|
|Looking down Playa Boquerón to the east.|
|A skinny Baltimore girl flaunting her new swimsuit, her Fells Point-white complexion, and yesterday's sunburn at the tops of her thighs. Ouchie....|
|A slightly less white Baltimore boy, obliging his wife by letting her take a picture of him at Playa Boquerón.|
|Boats moored in the sea off of Playa Boquerón...an amazing blue water the same color as the sky.|
|Felak is happy and has written "HEE!" on her arm to commemorate! Unfortunately she chose to do so in pink highlighter that does not show up on camera!|
|An old rowboat docked at Playa Boquerón. I liked the yellow color against the blue-green water.|
|Manatee warning sign at Playa Boquerón. Bobby and I have seen manatees in the wild before in the Everglades, but we didn't see any in Puerto Rico, unfortunately.|
|The very colorful town of Boquerón, which rather reminded us of a downscaled Puerto Rican version of our own beloved Ocean City.|
|The house we passed that was shaped like a ship and a lighthouse...quite interesting!|