Day 3- Lost

On day 2 we were able to get a rental. We had trouble getting a rental at the airport since it was memorial day weekend. Nestor, the head concierge, was very helpful and was able to get us a rental, a map and a few suggestions. When i was first planning our honeymoon i wanted it to be chuck full of activities. But as the planning progressed, i decided that i wanted it to be more relaxed than anything. The only reason why we wanted to rent a car was because we definitely wanted to go to Old San Juan and Casa Bacardi and we didn't want to take a taxi everywhere. Plus Juj is quite paranoid, thanks a lot 'Locked up Abroad' And to make things worse, Juju's cousin Cali, warned us not to go into a neighborhood called "La Perla". She told us it was the a dangerous gang and drug infested neighborhood.

So this spun us into researching "bad areas/neighborhoods" in Puerto Rico. We asked Nestor about this and he calmed my fears by explaining where the neighborhood was located and how there is only one way in and one way out and the entranced is guarded by an armed police officer. I was very relieved, Cali made it sound like we could make a wrong left turn and end up in the Perla, when in actuality you almost had to go out of your way to get there.

So with our map in hand we set off- Our destination: Puerto Rican Museum of Contemporary Art. Now driving in Puerto Rico, as is in Mexico, is somewhat challenging. People don't typically use signal lights, give you the right away, or obey all traffic signs. Juju was able to adjust well, before we knew it we were merging (cutting people off) with out a signal, taking yellowturningred light, tail gating and driving like a maniac. The streets are a lot more complex then they are here, the freeways, even worse. There is no adjacent northbound/southbound entrances, so if you miss your exit- your pretty much screwed. The streets are narrow and most of them are one ways. Our iphone's gps was slow to get us satellite locations so that made it even easier to get lost.

(We are lost here)

After a few wrong turns, actually a lot of wrong turns, we ended up in Plaza las Americas, the largest mall on the island. According to our iphone's gps we had arrived at our destination. huh? So we ended going into the mall. It was huge, and it had a lot of the store we had back home and then some. We did a little window shopping, and then i saw a BCBG store. My eyes lit up- a couple hundred dollars later i had me a dress and a pair of sunglasses. We went into a Ferragamo store, were they had some of the hottest shoes I've ever seen. And their price tags? even hotter. Juj tried some on and so did I, but i started feeling buyers remorse even before purchasing them.

We finally decided to have an late lunch at "Fuego de mi Tierra". The third or fourth level of the mall had actual sit down restaurants. We went to an Argentinian grill that turned out to be kinda fancy, at least fancier than what we were dressed for. We ordered Sangrias and browsed the menu. We decided to order 2 large samplers and share them.

These pictures aren't the greatest but this is one dish. They were churrasco and chorizo stuffed tostones. The tostones were made into the form of a cup almost like a cupcake. They they had grilled chorizo and fried churrasco, which is skirt steak.

Here is the sample platter that had empanada de pollo (not to be confused with empanadillas), tostones, sliced grilled chorizo, beef empanadillas, and yuca fries. The pictures dont do it justice, specially since their portions were big.On our way home we stopped to pick up some Medalla- La Cerveza de Puerto Rico! It was good. Juju said it tasted like Malta, but i dont really like malta's all that much, but i thought it was good anyway. They are definitely strong.Here is our mini fridge all stocked up. We had some Coronas along with the Medalla's. Can you believe a 6pk of Miller Lite was like 15 dollars?!? That bag next to the real lime Juice was our left overs from Fuego de mi Tierra.That pretty much concluded our day, we looked out from our balcony at the moon lit ocean. You could hear the waves crashing and the coqui chirping away. There is nothing like those sounds back home... only ambulances wailing and systems rattlin' in car trunks.