In two weeks, our lives will be changed drastically and from the whisperings I hear, it will be for the better. Everything is ready and all the showers done, and now we play the waiting game. If it were up to me I would pop some Pitocin into Michele's drink and be on our merry way. My company even makes the stuff. But then again, I may be a little biased towards pharmaceutical intervention. Until the big day, and to tide over impatient blog watchers, I have decided to start a series of blogs that will commemorate our time together as DINKs (Dual income no kids). Sit back and enjoy your journey through the best two and one-half years of my life thus far.
First up on our trip through memory land is our journey to that crazy American territory known as Puerto Rico. Our guides swore that 90% of the territory is bilingual in Spanish and English. We found that to hold true, but it could be that we weren't traveling too far from the resorts to get a true feeling of the language skills of the natives.
Our ride- flying in a gulfstream meant that an all day trip to the island was accomplished in a mere 4.5 hours. Best part is we didn't have to check our luggage or wait in lines.
Beats a bag of peanuts-I don't think I can ever fly commericial again. ( Don't think we are super loaded as the only reason we flew like celebrities was because Pfizer's CEO was kind enough to lend us his corporate jet)
El Yunque rainforest
The only rainforest in the US National Forest system
The swim up cantina at the hotel where Michele drank all the diet cokes she could handle
I held true to my word and stayed out of the casino and chilled in the lobby of the hotel instead.
Was Puerto Rico cool? Yes. Would I choose Puerto Rico or Hawaii? Aloha!
The only thing I am confused about is if Puerto Rico is American, why were there public cock fights going on in front of the hotel?
First up on our trip through memory land is our journey to that crazy American territory known as Puerto Rico. Our guides swore that 90% of the territory is bilingual in Spanish and English. We found that to hold true, but it could be that we weren't traveling too far from the resorts to get a true feeling of the language skills of the natives.
Our ride- flying in a gulfstream meant that an all day trip to the island was accomplished in a mere 4.5 hours. Best part is we didn't have to check our luggage or wait in lines.
Beats a bag of peanuts-I don't think I can ever fly commericial again. ( Don't think we are super loaded as the only reason we flew like celebrities was because Pfizer's CEO was kind enough to lend us his corporate jet)
El Yunque rainforest
The only rainforest in the US National Forest system
The swim up cantina at the hotel where Michele drank all the diet cokes she could handle
I held true to my word and stayed out of the casino and chilled in the lobby of the hotel instead.
Was Puerto Rico cool? Yes. Would I choose Puerto Rico or Hawaii? Aloha!The only thing I am confused about is if Puerto Rico is American, why were there public cock fights going on in front of the hotel?
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