Time flies and it is almost 4 months ago now that we left San Juan and our life in Puerto Rico. I haven’t really had time to miss it too much, but I think about our great friends there very often. This week I got a long email from my Spanish teacher, which made me very nostalgic and then my Peruvian friend CALLED me one evening. It was so wonderful to get news from them both and I really hope that we will be able to meet up again soon because I do miss them and all the other people we knew!
Since we have had a heat wave in Brussels for the last two weeks (it seems to be over now, it is only around 20 degrees at the moment and O and I both used covers while sleeping last night) I have been thinking a lot about the differences between Brussels and San Juan and my conclusion is this: in San Juan there is AC everywhere and you have the sea where you can find a breeze – in Brussels you can’t escape the heat anywhere, except in the supermarkets’ fridge departments!
Most of the photos in this post are from the 30th March, the second day the movers came and I went for one last walk to Walgreens (pharmacy / convenient store which is open 24 hours) from our house. As we stayed on for a few days more in a hotel at the other end of the Condado peninsula, we actually did go for some more walks in the neighbourhood but from the opposite direction.
The old house that could be rented for big parties and during Xmas it would have an amazing light display and Christmas songs would be played – a little tacky some people would say but then Christmas in the Caribbean is kind of tacky!
Every last Sunday in the month there was a jazz festival at the local square by the sea, Ventana al Mar. We only went once with our pic-nic basket but would usually try to at least go for a walk to feel the atmosphere…
Our Walgreens where we would get our milk, medicine (once they charged me 10 times too much but I was eventually reimbursed on this very day when I went for the walk!! There is a huge difference between paying $20 or $200!), AT& T phone credit etc. One of the things I really miss in Brussels is that there is nowhere that is open 24 hours (or at least I haven’t found it) – in Sweden most cities have a petrol station that is open 24 hours where you can buy basic groceries…
The Argentinian restaurant Ummo’s terrace would be packed in the evenings but we would always eat inside as it felt too much like sitting in the middle of the street, passers-by could knock over your glass of wine!
Spot the tourists sitting in the bright sun on the hot metal bench at the bus stop – the [few] locals would wait in the shade opposite the street by the bank. I wonder how many hours I have spent waiting for the bus to the Old San Juan there…
Our condominium – we lived on the 9th floor. The windows to the right (two narrow ones and one small) were for the kitchen and one of the bathrooms, they were facing south while all the other rooms had ocean views to the north (except our bedroom that had views of the ocean from the east
I hope you enjoyed my nostalgic walk in our old neighbourhood!