Walking around Old San Juan

One thing that struck me while walking around Old San Juan was how it felt like I was walking through European streets. Which was so cool for me, because I’ve never been to Europe and have always dreamed of someday spending considerable time in that part of the world.

The restored 16th- and 17th-century Spanish colonial buildings were what lent it that European feel, and the cobblestone streets and narrow alleyways added such a charm to it all.

No, that beer bottle wasn’t mine, and that’s not why this door looks lopsided. My poison of choice that afternoon was an order of coconut ice cream, topped with more scoops of passionfruit ice cream. I thought, hey, if I’m going down, I might as well go down all sweet and creamy.

Of course, at that exact time, what was really going on in my head was it’s okay, every two steps uphill will cancel out five ice cream calories. Hence the extra scoops.

I’m pretty nifty with math that way.

Calories aside, I’m glad we walked everywhere that afternoon, because some time later, I saw my favorite balcony door of the day.

I just love how the glass shows the blue, blue sky of the day.

And those birds? I bet they were eying the last bits of my ice cream cone. I just know it.

I’d tell them to get their own, but you don’t tell that to birds perched above you. No sirree. Not unless you’re armed with an umbrella. A disposable, throwaway umbrella.