Whales, horses and more chickens

Our last day in Luquillo we woke up hearing a helicopter circle the building. The commotion was this:

A stranded whale! We ran down to watch. It was a baby sperm whale.

What to do with it?

News team

E not interested in looking into the camera of course

The right of the two towers, 17th floor, is our home

After a few hours the poor whale died and they dragged it further away along the beach to bury it there. B did have some comments on how it could have come to more use….

Monday we left Luquillo to stay 2 weeks on the Puerto Rican island Vieques. It is a 1,5 hour ferry ride east of the main island. With only 10 000 inhabitants it is supposed to be the “genuine” Puerto Rico.

Travelling “light” – you cannot see what the stroller conceals – it is NOT empty

When we got off the ferry and a guy shouted “taxi!” – we followed him. It turned out to be a “publico” – the Spanish version of the small minibuses that takes several passengers along set routes. B’s face turned green when he foresaw carrying all the luggage from a bus stop…. But, luckily the taxi could take us all the way to the house, which to the locals seem to call “Obis house”. Us and the Americans in the minivan thought it was hilarious, the locals didn’t quite follow our Star wars reference.´

First thing that really surprised us in Vieques was wild horses! They run on the roads, streets, even in town, in residential areas and E has to share the playground with a few of them too. A lot of locals ride too.

I haven’t been able to capture any wild ones on camera yet because we’ve been too busy picking up our jaws from the floor.

And there are roosters. We are back to waking up at 5 am to the sound of many a rooster. And they walk around our feet, whole little chicken families, in our back yard while we have breakfast. I cursed them this morning because of waking me up – E said“Mommy, please don’t kill the chickens – promise” (with reference to a Tobago incident resulting in one less rooster in the world)

Every day life in the Caribbean

And we managed to get a self portrait before leaving Luquillo. Behind us, the whale is buried.