Remember that post…way back last winter, when I proclaimed “This is where and how it would happen?” Ahhh. Such confidence. Such naïveté. Even at my age. I showed my little makeshift desk in the quiet corner of Casa Nueva, drenched in that first sweet honeyed-morning light, surrounded by the day’s early twitterings of birds and… Read more »
Our Tropical Journal
Bienvenidos. Here's our place to share finca and island news, memories from guests, as well as ideas, recipes, and assorted ramblings from the hammock...
There’s a goat leg in the front yard, a tiny frog who lives in my shower, a bong on the front desk, and some guest’s underwear soaking in the sink This blog is going to be about la finca caribe, three acres, and a cluster of cabins in the… Read more »
…or a family, or a small, Caribbean island. When we first got to Vieques in 1996, it wasn’t included on most maps of the Caribbean. I called it “almost undiscovered,” and all of us were “young,” (in varying relative terms). You could wear cut offs and flip-flops anywhere on the island; clean if you were… Read more »
I had been to San Juan once before, for a two-hour layover. But sometimes that’s all you need; like falling for the cute guy in the truck next to you at the red light. Just a brief smile is enough, and you drive away certain its l-o-v-e. How will you ever find him again? Puerto… Read more »
Folks were friendly. Native Viequense or bleary-eyed ex-pates, both seemed to welcome anyone weird, or adventurous enough, to have bothered to find, and get to the place. Just having landed on the island made you sort of an insider. We’d past the first of many, oh so many, initiations to come. Vieques is roughly 3… Read more »