The boat pulled into the dock revealing a sunlit morning, palm trees swaying in the light breeze and transparent turquoise waters clear as glass. “This is Bequia!” I thought, “Wow! I can’t believe I’m here!” I’d read about Bequia in a book called, Tales of Bequia by Thomas Carl Thomsen, while in my 20s, and…| Life with Alegria
Oh the pastel streets of Old San Juan, Puerto Rico, charming barely describes it. As I wander down Calle San Miguel, I veer off toward the colourful residential streets away from the Malecon. That …| Life with Alegria
The large expanse of green grass looked inviting under the Puerto Rican sunshine. I’d been here before, entering through the front of El Morro previously. This time I decided to explore El Morro in…| Life with Alegria
