Sigh. On Friday I returned from a vacation that changed my life. I left for Puerto Rico on the 27th of February, just hoping for some sun, fun times with friends, and a nice break from the craziness that is my life right now. While all that happened and then some, I also fell in love with the country/territory/quasi-state, whatever you wanna call it. It was so half-gringo/half-hispanic that I felt right at home.
That doesn't happen very often for me. I loved Central America but couldn't really see myself living there long-term. But Puerto Rico was exotic enough to feel like Latin America, yet so American, that I didn't really feel that far from home. I loved it.
I could totally see myself living there. Now, if I can just find a way to do what I love there...I'll be all set...
P.S. Why don't they get a state quarter??
