After along day of traveling from Chicago, my parents
finally made it to Puerto Rico.
Thursday evening, they navigated their way from San Juan to El
Verde. I gave them a quick tour of
their station before leaving for Luquillo. It was a beautiful night to have dinner on the patio at
Boardriders, and our hotel was just a couple blocks
away. The Luquillo Sunrise Inn is
an adorable bed and breakfast.
Each room has a balcony facing the Atlantic Ocean. At night we left balcony door cracked
open and could hear the waves crash on the beach.
Friday morning I was surprised to sleep in! For as many family vacations as I can
remember, my dad wanted us awake at the crack of dawn. Now he was the one dragging his heels! After breakfast we explored the
touristy part of El Yunque.
Several vistas and short trails dot an eight-kilometer road that winds
up a mountain. Past waterfalls and
overlooks, we found ourselves in the cloud forest. At the highest elevations, the mountain is almost constantly
topped with clouds. We walked
through a thick mist to a lookout tower.
At the top, the clouds broke just long enough to take a picture of the
coast before they encompassed us again.
The gray mist in the mountains made me feel like I was on the edge of
the world.
| My dad and me at Coco Falls |
| On the Mt. Britton Tower in the cloud forest |
The tour started at the harbor in Fajardo. The biologists guided us across the
harbor and into a mangrove canal.
Under the mangrove canopy was pitch black. Barely any moonlight made its way through the leaves, and I
could only see the lights on my parents’ kayak ahead of me. I glanced down at my paddles as I moved
them through the water. Faintly, I
began to see trails of light as paddled.
The trails became brighter and brighter the closer we got to the
bay. We emerged from the canal
into the calm lagoon where the biologists talked more about the dinoflagellets.
Then we got to paddle around the bay on our own. I couldn’t believe how bright the bay was as we moved
through the water. Its subtle
beauty amazed me.
Our group paddled back to the harbor through the mangrove canal. When we pulled off to the side and let another tour group pass, we could see the tiny creatures spark as they bumped into the mangrove roots. It reminded me of shooting starts or fireworks. Back at the harbor, my parents and I shared a chicken pincho (read: tasty grilled meat on a stick) as a snack after our adventure. Then it was back to Luquillo for the night. Not a bad start to our adventures at all!
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