Sunset in Puerto Rico
This is my last day in San Juan. And as I sit on these blue beach chair, by the courtesy of our hotel, Courtyard by Marriott at Isla Verde, I am trying really hard to hold on to the time. And, time, like those waves in the Atlantic, is ruthless and moves on.
By way of a rather impulsive decision, I, with two other friends, ended up in San Juan, Puerto Rico, for four nights. Though initially I somewaht regretted having made an impulsive decision to come to Puerto Rico (especially, since I have just gotten back from Turkey during the Thanksgiving break in 2011), I could not have been any happier having been here.
I could try to talk about the things we did and how it has been an absolutely hilarious experience. But for some reason I want to write about this one last sunset here in this amazingly beautiful place that my Lord created.
The water is blue. The color is a lot like that of the beaches in Miami. The sun is almost set. The sky is still somewhat bright but it’s beginning to get dark here.
Earlier today, we went to a rainforest. And it has been an exotic experience. We went there with a tour group. The group had another (older, not too old, though) couple from Florida and they were really nice.The tour guide gave us a long “brief” about the history and how Puerto Rico had a total of Six Flags. He was knowledgeable. But at times, I wished for some quiet moments of silence and reflection. We did go to a tower, whose name escapes my mind right now. The view from the tower reminded me of the last scene of the movie Blood Diamond. It was simply breath taking.
Then finally, we went to the one and only rainforest here. The trail, as expected, was slippery, and my Puma had little traction. I fell. And busted my friend’s camera. I felt terribly about busting someone’s camera. I will have to do something to fix it. Anyhow, I learned that “Ortiga” is the Puerto Rican Poison Ivy. We saw a falls. It was pretty. A lot of the trees reminded me of Bangladesh. The tropical trees, the birds, and the insect.
Now, I am back at the beach, by our hotel. They have folded the chairs. Another day of sailing and selling comes to an end. The sun set, and it’s almost fully dark. The waves go on, reminding you of the nature of passing of time. It all comes to an end. Every day.
