Pounding the Pavement of Old San Juan

Damnation! Right now here in Austink the temperature is like 103. But it feels like 106. Hotter than Puerto Rico. That means Beelzebub is more in control here than in Puerto Rico. Mercy!

The first day I went to visit Old San Juan, entirely against my will, the Puerto Ricans were having a demonstration. The demonstration tied up the traffic making progress slow. However, eventually, slow progress took me to a parking garage just a couple of blocks south of Castillo de San Cristobal. After stowing the rental car, progress on foot was way faster and slightly less miserable.

The anabasis was, parking garage to San Cristobal, San Cristobal to Castillo San Felipe del Morro, partly by bus, then from Morro back to parking garage. By the end of that anabasis, Crumby was very hot, very tired and very grumpy. Crumby, you may see, had reasoned that a bus would pick Crumby up after he toured Morro. But that bus never turned up. So Crumby had to walk.

Crumby liked the twain castles or forts OK, or well enough to take a few pictures. Like this one.