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happy 2005! christmas was bearable this year, though the days following new year's eve were less than sane. from december 24th till december 31st, i was with my family in puerto rico thanks to my dad's infinite supply of frequent flyer miles and travel agent cunning. leaving on the morning of christmas eve, the airport check-in line was insane. just finding the end of the line was a monstrous task and a tense half-hour ticked by before it was our turn to hand over our luggage. after a brisk brush through security, a light jog to the gate, we weren't even the last ones on the plane. at least 5 other passengers boarded after us. a few, indeed, had to have the door re-opened to let them on. our takeoff time ended up being delayed half an hour.
we rode continental, on a plane full to bursting. it was lovely (and a bit embarassing on such a full plane) to have an empty seat between my mom and i for placing of miscellaneous items not currently in use. probably the only empty seat for the flight. should have offered it to the guy sitting next to the fussy baby. perhaps the mother of the fussy baby. (note: i really don't like it when people say "should of" instead of "should have" - as in "The parrot SHOULD HAVE eaten the bird food, not your ice cream." inject some proper grammar in your veins, asshole - and, of course, forgive me for any grammar gaffes i should commit.)
the farther south we flew, the smaller and livelier the clouds got. gone were the poofy obese languorous gloomy gus's of the midwest - their bastard children, freshly laundered spiky little dabs of cloud frolicked about in their absence. and the sky was blue blue blue, like in every salacious hit-the-beach-let's-go-on-vacation ad that's ever tempted and tortured your monitor-weary eyes.
pardon me, i'm disgorging an inappropriate amount of description. it's flowery, even. and taking far too long to get to the actual vacationing.
we landed. we got our luggage. we got a taxi. we cringed in the back seat while my parents attempted spanish. er, chinese-spanish. er, chinese-english-spanish. spanglese? embassy suites was our destination. drive took less than 3 minutes. hotel featured a nightly happy hour with free drinks, a casino, a gingerbread diarama, a pool, a hot tub, and wireless internet service ($11/24 hrs). all for the steal of a deal of a seal of a meal of...$300/night. ri-diddly-diculous.
places we went: old san juan, the wyndham hotel san juan, the intercontinental hotel san juan, mi casita restaurant, church's chicken, the taco maker, burger king, wendy's, burger king (again), royal siam restaurant, pasha (restaurant inside wyndham), ruth's chris steak house (inside intercontinental), momoyama (another restaurant inside the intercontinental), outback steakhouse (inside our hotel hooray!), rio camuy caves, el yunque rainforest preserve, arecibo, fajardo.
Check out my glorious sexy funktabulously colorful Puerto Rico photos:
Part 1 (100 photos)
Part 2 (63 photos)
happy 2005! christmas was bearable this year, though the days following new year's eve were less than sane. from december 24th till december 31st, i was with my family in puerto rico thanks to my dad's infinite supply of frequent flyer miles and travel agent cunning. leaving on the morning of christmas eve, the airport check-in line was insane. just finding the end of the line was a monstrous task and a tense half-hour ticked by before it was our turn to hand over our luggage. after a brisk brush through security, a light jog to the gate, we weren't even the last ones on the plane. at least 5 other passengers boarded after us. a few, indeed, had to have the door re-opened to let them on. our takeoff time ended up being delayed half an hour.
we rode continental, on a plane full to bursting. it was lovely (and a bit embarassing on such a full plane) to have an empty seat between my mom and i for placing of miscellaneous items not currently in use. probably the only empty seat for the flight. should have offered it to the guy sitting next to the fussy baby. perhaps the mother of the fussy baby. (note: i really don't like it when people say "should of" instead of "should have" - as in "The parrot SHOULD HAVE eaten the bird food, not your ice cream." inject some proper grammar in your veins, asshole - and, of course, forgive me for any grammar gaffes i should commit.)
the farther south we flew, the smaller and livelier the clouds got. gone were the poofy obese languorous gloomy gus's of the midwest - their bastard children, freshly laundered spiky little dabs of cloud frolicked about in their absence. and the sky was blue blue blue, like in every salacious hit-the-beach-let's-go-on-vacation ad that's ever tempted and tortured your monitor-weary eyes.
pardon me, i'm disgorging an inappropriate amount of description. it's flowery, even. and taking far too long to get to the actual vacationing.
we landed. we got our luggage. we got a taxi. we cringed in the back seat while my parents attempted spanish. er, chinese-spanish. er, chinese-english-spanish. spanglese? embassy suites was our destination. drive took less than 3 minutes. hotel featured a nightly happy hour with free drinks, a casino, a gingerbread diarama, a pool, a hot tub, and wireless internet service ($11/24 hrs). all for the steal of a deal of a seal of a meal of...$300/night. ri-diddly-diculous.
places we went: old san juan, the wyndham hotel san juan, the intercontinental hotel san juan, mi casita restaurant, church's chicken, the taco maker, burger king, wendy's, burger king (again), royal siam restaurant, pasha (restaurant inside wyndham), ruth's chris steak house (inside intercontinental), momoyama (another restaurant inside the intercontinental), outback steakhouse (inside our hotel hooray!), rio camuy caves, el yunque rainforest preserve, arecibo, fajardo.
Check out my glorious sexy funktabulously colorful Puerto Rico photos:
Part 1 (100 photos)
Part 2 (63 photos)
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