After a long day of minor mishaps yesterday, went to a forest for a place to camp. The forest was closed. Behind a fence, the city of San Juan had locked up the forest for the night!
My return to San Juan confirms my previous reaction. I feel like it's stuffy, hard to get around (huge highways divide the city), weirdly conservative in a liberal territory. I like it, but not as much as I love much of the rest of Puerto Rico.
Going to try taking the ferry to Republica Dominicana tonight. Not sure yet whether or not I'll be able to get on board. Don't know in which country I'll be tonight!
I'm feeling ready to leave PR. I feel like I've already seen basically every part of it that I want to. Now everywhere I go, I feel like I can't wait to get to the next destination! Felt like this also in Miami, Bahamas, Cuba, while approaching departure.
Excited to get to a new country, new city, new culture, new geography!
The older I get, the more I appreciate small towns instead of big cities. I still like the culture and population of large cities. However, it now feels like more of an effort, much more stress. I like the quiet, the slower pace, in the small towns. Kind people, relaxing, spacious!
I'm covered in scrapes and bruises. From camping, riding, etc.!