Ice cream and flowers

On Wednesday, we had a "down" day, where we just hung out here at the condo. We took the kids to the beach to swim, but after only half an hour or so, we got rained out.

This is how Katie "enjoys" the beach.

Getting rained out at the beach.

Yesterday, we took a scenic drive to the southern part of the island. We visited a couple of Steve's mission areas and saw where he used to live. 

On the way down south, we stopped at an ice cream shop I'd read about online. It was supposed to have a lot of exotic flavors, and we weren't disappointed (although, the kids were looking for flavors like "chicken," and they didn't have those.) We tasted lots of different samples, and finally decided on which one we wanted. They had nutella, avacado, and sweet potato, as well as many of the exotic tropical fruits. On the way out the door, the kids were already clamoring to go again. I wouldn't mind stopping again there, myself, if we get down that way.

Helado muy delicioso por Jendy's!

We drove all the way down to the coast to eat our picnic lunch, and saw the Carribean Sea. We weren't able to find a beach, but we ate our lunch in a gazebo overlooking the water. It was really windy: enough to rival home in the springtime! We had a hard time keeping hold of our food as we ate.

The beautiful Caribbean.

We saw a large mango grove and looked for a fruit vendor to buy some mangos. I think that has become everyone's favorite tropical fruit: we all love the ripe, delicious mangos you get here. Before we went on vacation, I bought some mangoes at home, and Steve turned up his nose at them. Now I understand why! They were horrible compared to what you can get down here.

At the first road-side fruit stand we saw, we pulled in. I didn't see any mangoes on display, so Steve got out and asked the folks if they had mangoes. There were about five people seated around a table, and they gathered up these mangoes they had in a plastic grocery bag--probably their lunch?--and just gave them to Steve.  After that, I told him to buy some of the juice they had for sale to patronize their business. There were so many mango trees in that area. They were often left to rot on the ground. That's probably why we had a hard time finding them for sale: they're so common, that who would buy them except crazy tourists like us?

It is much drier on the southern end of the island than the north, where we're staying. In fact, I was shocked to see cactus growing there!  The vegetation down there reminded me of northern Arizona, or even Utah. The grass was in abundance, but brown. But the dryness doesn't last long as you drive up into the mountains.

We went for a beautiful drive up to a mountainous town. There were flamboyant trees everywhere!  These are beautiful red flowering trees whose upper branches spread out like an umbrella. I absolutely loved them, and I started scheming how I could get one and somehow coax it to grow at home. It might not survive our winters, though, so maybe I would have to have a greenhouse. But I sure would love to have one of those beautiful trees in my yard!

This morning, Jessie spotted a crab in our condo. She said it was by the shoes, but it took the rest of us awhile to find it. I was inclined to think she was imagining things, until Steve finally saw it hiding behind the cooler. He chased it out the door. I guess when you leave the doors open all day, just about anything can wander inside!

Our little "house guest."

The Rainforest

When we were first trying to decide where to go on vacation, I told Steve I wanted to go somewhere green and wet. I got both in abundance yesterday!

We visited El Yunque, the only tropical rainforest in the U.S. It was really a neat experience! We stopped at the visitor's center first. That was a neat place, in itself, because the walkways are open to the rainforest vegetation all around it. We managed to get our share of souvenirs, plus an umbrella. In hindsight, I wish I'd packed the rain ponchos from our trailer, as the ones in the gift shop were too expensive (at least, when you're outfitting 6 people, they were too expensive). But, without them, we got the full rainforest experience.

 Something I thought was interesting was that they had private vendors inside the park, selling food and souvenirs. That's something I don't think you'll see at any of the mainland national parks. But we brought our own lunch in a cooler provided by the condo, so we didn't need to patronize any of the vendors.

Inside our picnic pavilion, protected from the rain, but still enjoying the greenery.

We found a really neat picnic spot for lunch. There were covered pavilions down in the trees, and we found an empty one, and had our lunch with the rain falling outside and the greenery all around.

It didn't rain very hard for the first few hours we were there. It rained frequently, but usually for only a few minutes at a time. The sun even came out from behind the clouds several times.

We climbed up to the top of a tall tower where we were able to look out over all the green rolling hills around us.  That was a beautiful sight!  Then, we went on a hike down into a waterfall, where we were meandering through the rainforest for nearly a mile each way. That was a really beautiful walk, with all the tropical plants and moss. I didn't see as many flowers as I had expected.  Maybe they just don't grow in the shade of all those trees. And we didn't see too many animals: mostly snails. Once, Megan spotted a lizard on a tree trunk. We didn't see any of the little frogs so prevalent here, but we sure heard them! They are very loud and call "co-kee," which is what they're named for: coqui frogs.

The waterfall was beautiful. We didn't go swimming, like several of the other people that were there, but we took lots of pictures and lingered awhile, enjoying the beauty of the water.

The white flowers smelled like gardenias.  So pretty!

On the hike back out, we finally discovered why they call it a "rainforest." Steve had talked about being soaked to the skin when he was there before, but most of the day we just got a little wet. On the way back to the car, it really started to downpour, and we all got soaked. I told Megan it was like taking a shower with all your clothes on. It was the most pleasant rain I'd ever gotten soaked by: not cold at all. I just wish I could take a little of that rain home with me! They said it rains over 200 inches per year there!  Maybe if I hooked onto some of the clouds and dragged them behind the airplane with me...?

Hurray for rain!

Old San Juan

We've had a relaxing weekend, here by the ocean. We seem to be in condos popular with the locals for a weekend getaway, because the complex filled up pretty good on Friday, and there were beach parties and loud music into the night each night, but today it's been quiet again.

We attended church yesterday at one of the wards where Steve served as a missionary, twenty years ago. The people were all very friendly, and helped us with the language. The girls all got interpreter friends in their Primary classes, and I had a bilingual sister help me out during Relief Society. I was able to loosely follow what was said in Sacrament Meeting, but I think I got tired of concentrating after that, and I had a harder time in the other two meetings. I found myself wishing I'd kept up my Spanish studies from college. Even though I never could speak very well, I used to be able to understand much better.

Steve recognized a couple of the people in the ward, but didn't remember them very well--and they didn't remember him, just one missionary out of the many that have served there in the last twenty years. But it was fun to visit with the people, anyway.

Today, we decided to get out and do some sight-seeing. We went to Old San Juan and toured El Morro, an old Spanish fortress on the tip of the island. It was really interesting! We had fun running around the old fortress, going into lookout posts, and seeing all the old cannons and fortifications. There's a big grassy area on the land side of El Morro that used to be a battlefield, but now people play there and fly a lot of kites. That was fun to see!

We walked around Old San Juan and found a little place to eat. By then, we were really tired and the humidity was getting to us, so it was nice to sit down for awhile and drink lots of ice water! I don't think they were used to serving children, as they didn't have many kid-friendly dishes, but they pulled out some "chicken nuggets" that were really more like mini-chicken-cordon-bleus. The kids liked them, and Megan had some chicken pasta she ate most of. Katie had garlic shrimp with the traditional yellow rice they serve here, and Steve and I shared a dish of fried plantains topped with spiced beef. It was all really delicious, and our server was super friendly. He was a "gringo," or mainlander, like us.

When we got back to the condo, we made pina coladas, which the three younger girls eschewed in favor of ice cream cones. (They don't know a good thing when they have it!) I thoroughly enjoyed my pina colada, anyway.  Steve and I drank our treats out on a bench overlooking the ocean as it got dark. There are few things in life that can beat that!

Day 3 - We have arrived!

The internet is not very strong here, so I may have trouble posting regularly.  We'll see how it goes.

Today, we meandered our way out of the big city to our condo. The kids were a lot grumpier today, probably because they are sleep deprived and tired of traveling.  But once we got to the condo, they all cheered up considerably.

I really love our condo!  We made a good choice.  It's in the same complex where Steve's parents and he stayed when they came to pick him up from his mission.  Even though it's a bit older, it is very roomy and recently remodeled.  I really like the decor: very cute and "beachy."

We have three floors, with the girls in 2 bedrooms on the middle floor, and our room at the top with a wonderful balcony and ocean views.  The girls each have their own bed. The beach is just a few steps away from our back door.  We weren't able to play in the water much today, but the girls are planning to spend most of the day out there tomorrow.

Now that I have finally gotten here, I want to spend the day tomorrow doing pretty much nothing and trying to get my body over this nasty cold!  Steve and I are both still hacking pretty often.

The humidity has played havoc with our hair.  (You knew I would bring the topic around to hair somehow, right?)  Mine has gotten kind-of frizzy, as has Katie's.  She likes it straight, so she isn't too happy.  Megan's hair has curled up really pretty.  She has all kinds of ringlets going on.  I wish her hair could look like that at home!

The condo complex has a lot of security here.  There's a guard always on duty, riding a bike around the grounds, and you have to go through two gates to get in, so we feel pretty safe.  I like that, because it's nice to open all the doors and let the ocean breezes waft through the condo during the day.

We picked up some groceries and came home with some local fruit I've been excited to try.  Steve told me many times about guineos--mini bananas.  So, we got some today and they were really good.  I like them better than traditional bananas.  We also got some huge, ripe mangos.  They were delicious!  We intend to buy a lot more fruit from a local stand soon, especially since the fruit we bought today is rapidly disappearing!

Making a mad dash for the beach!

"En mi viejo San Juan...."  Steve was glad to come "home."

Day 2

I was too tired to write last night, and I don't have a lot of time today--but we made it!  We're here in Puerto Rico.  We didn't have any travel trouble yesterday, which was a big relief.  It seems like whenever I fly, I always encounter problems with late/missed flights, etc.  But yesterday we had smooth sailing all the way.  The kids were great.  They are awesome travelers!

When we got to San Juan, we waited outside for awhile for a shuttle to take us to the rental car agency.  It was humid, and Megan kept saying "It's so humiliating!"

Playing barbies in the airport.  We had a long layover in Miami.

Day 1 of Vacation

Today we drove down to Phoenix where we'll catch a flight to Puerto Rico tomorrow.  Steve and I are both fighting off bad colds, and I completely lost my voice today. Steve has a terrible sore throat, so we were communicating with the kids in sign language.  Plus, we both have stopped up ears from the change in elevation.  I told Steve this is good practice: someday it might be like this all the time!  ;-)

The kids traveled really well and kept themselves entertained pretty much the whole way.  Hopefully, that trend will continue for our long flights tomorrow.

The girls are all really excited.  Rachel said she had flutters in her tummy this morning, just like Christmas.  This is the furthest and longest they've ever traveled from home.  My hope is that this trip makes up for all the times we had to tell them, "no, you can't do that [insert extracurricular activity] because Mom has [insert various doctor appointments and cancer treatments]."

When we originally planned this vacation, we thought I would be completely done with all things cancer-related.  Then my surgery got postponed, so I still have one big hurdle to go over--plus I won't look as good in a bathing suit as I hope I will after they're done sculpting me--but overall, the worst is behind us, and good times are ahead!

To Hair is Human

What would a cancer blog be without several posts devoted to hair?  I've found that even though I've been growing it back in for nine months, I'm still just a little obsessed with it.  Call me shallow. 

Lots of folks comment these days on my hair and how curly and beautiful it is.  Well, I guess when you're used to nothing, anything is beautiful.  But, seriously, folks, my hair was always curly--it's just got a bit more kink to it now.  I suspect that my kinkiness will fade as my hair continues to lengthen.  Maybe that's a good thing.

Anyway, I've decided that I have Hobbit Hair, for the time being.  Maybe that means I will soon be asked to embark on a quest with a strange wizard that shows up at my door in a pointy hat.  Should I go?  Might be fun.

I went to another writer's conference last weekend and met some awesome writers.  One, whom I've met before, is going through some challenging health problems, including a couple of recent close calls with cancer.  We commiserated on our troubles, and talked about how this is a wake up call for us both about losing weight and getting fit.

Well, I'm proud to tell you that I'm working toward being able to run a 5K.  This is a decidedly odd announcement for me, as I have always hated to run--even when I was a kid.  But, I've recently discovered a very motivating app: Zombies, Run!  Yes, I am running away from Zombies every other day, and that keeps my feet moving.  I guess in order to catch my interest, a physical activity just needs a plot line.  I'm a bookworm and a writer, after all.  Maybe someday I can turn this into a thriving business for other reluctant exercisers like me.

Speaking of thriving business, tax season is finally over (whew!), and I have completed a rewrite of my novel that flipped the whole plot so completely on its head, it was like writing a new book.  (whew!  again)  Next step?  Write the sequel.  But my next writing project will not happen until fall, as the "kids-are-out-of-school torpedo" is about to hit my house.  Plus, we will be gone the entire month of June on the Mother Of All Vacations.  After the year and a half we've had, I think we've earned this one.

I will post a travelogue and photos of our trip to Puerto Rico, just to make you all jealous. ;-)  Plus, watch for Steve's post about medical expenses.  (Be sure you have string handy . . . to keep your jaw off the floor.)