Old San Juan
“We Puerto Ricans, we drinks a lot” said the bald bartender who’s name I was too drunk to catch. Kites moved lazily to the cool evening breeze, skateboards rattled along on the sidewalks and watched by three friends on a rocky beach the sun set behind the distant palms. There was music in the air and dancing on the streets. Pretty girls and the crinkly old couple, every one was having a great time. I wish I had another day in Old San Juan.
Music: Seis Milonguero from the album Puerto Rico (Putumayo)