Posts Tagged ‘Puerto Rico’

A Monument to the Jíbaro People

Stopping on the side of the Autopista, we visited a monument to the Jíbaro people of Puerto Rico. The Jíbaro aren’t the natives of Puerto Rico, per se, but they embody a specific home-grown culture that is neither copied from Spain, nor from America. It has to do with the land, and the agricultural traditions, foods, music, etc. Hard to explain really (although Wikipedia does a decent job). Sort of like the American Redneck of, say, Tennessee. It could be seen as an insult, but if you get distill the stereotypes, you’ll find it actually is a unique cultural heritage.

And later in the day we dropped Gabe and Mischa off at a hotel in Patillas, which was actually very nice, although completely empty.

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08 2009

Patillas Beach

The beach in our neighborhood is relatively low-key compared to the craziness of metro San Juan. That is all.

Also, we have “free range” chickens on and around our property.

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08 2009

Balneario de Carolina

With the cousins in Carolina for some beach fun and wackiness. Javier, Pito, and Angel continue to age, as do we, and yet together, they still act like ten-year-olds. Nothing wrong with that.

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08 2009

Isla Verde

Mischa and Gabe arrived a day behind Johanna and me. So we are off to the beach for some much-needed sun, sand, and drinks. The day started, as if often does, in Patillas, with the family piling into our sweaty old car. Hey, it’s gets us around.

Later on, we found ourselves in a typical supermarket, but with a few interesting cereal-based products. Is it just me, or are cereal mascots increasingly bizarre? Half these guys look like they’re on drugs.

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08 2009

Baba’s House

In Puerto Rico, at my grandparents’ house. And for entertainment, old photo albums with pictures of us children, and my parents, from years ago. Oh, how young we were.

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07 2009

Supermarkets, lost in Translation

I was disappointed to see how Americanised the supermarkets of Puerto Rico have become. Perhaps because this edition of Pueblo was located in a largely tourist area near hotels in San Juan, but the shelves were stocked with mostly the same product selection as you might find in New Jersey.

There were, luckily, a few exceptions. I love taking pictures of supermarkets.

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the goat that lives across the street from us in Patillas

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a storm is brewing over a sign-cluttered strip

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07 2008