Besides zip lining the world’s highest and second longest – Toro Verde‘s “The Beast” – we enjoyed drinking pina coladas at the place they were invented (Barrachino), off-roading through the muddy backtrails at Hacienda Campo Rico, spending a day on a gorgeous deserted and uninhabited island called Caja de Muerto, and exploring the artsy (shall we say sketchy?) neighborhood of Santurce, where we got lost. We asked an older lady for directions – she was horrified to see two young ladies walking around her neighborhood alone – and when she told us where to go, she said ever-so-bluntly, “You got a gun?!”
Later that day while trying to get our rental car out of a parking lot that happened to be in front of a convent of nuns, the gate was stuck. One of the nuns came out and said, “Sorry, bad luck for you. It’s broken.” Eventually a handy man came around and helped us get the gate open, but for a good 20 minutes, we like to say we were imprisoned by nuns. While Old San Juan has kept its charm and color, the hidden gem we discovered there was The Gallery Inn. If ever in Puerto Rico, it’s a must-stay.