California 2 Puerto Rico

The daily rain still hasn’t begun, but we have had a few great downpours in the afternoon that our plants love! Every time the rain comes, I am reminded of how slippery and muddy our unpaved driveway gets. Five out of ten times leaving the driveway when it is raining, Summer and I have to engage four-wheel drive. I don’t really mind it too much, but it sure is awkward when friends come over and can’t pull into our driveway. Instead, they are forced to carefully walk down our slippery slide of a driveway. It can’t be done without getting your shoes covered in mud (unless you are a ninja of course).

This is not our driveway getting paved, but it could be!

One of our friends down here that we play poker with (he has been forced to walk the driveway) offered to go down to city hall and talk to the mayor about paving our driveway with us. Everyone in our neighborhood understands that we haven’t been able to pave the driveway, but they are sick of our mud tracks and splatters all over the first 500 feet of the road. So, with that said, it is also an election year and everyone in our neighborhood (including me) will be voting for a Mayor in November. In essence, with the power of our vote alone, we are going to try to get the city to pave our driveway.

Popularity: 3% [?]

Does anyone know if Puerto Rico celebrates the ‘non-religious’ side of St. Patrick’s day? Just to clarify that, I know that it is celebrated in the churches here, but do local Puerto Rican bars (not tourist bars) dye the beer green, hang four leaf clovers and discount Bushmills and Jameson shots?

Popularity: 60% [?]

Summer and I packed up all of our stuff (that we are brining to California) and headed to the airport this morning. Eddie and his two girls are watching the house, the two dogs, the cat (name to be announced momentarily), the lawn, the new plants, the Bronco and the Toyota. Along with the above mentioned family we left in Puerto Rico, we will also be adding to our family the following: Tomatoes, Cucumbers, Squash, Potatoes, sunflowers, more grass and 8 meters of topsoil. Eddie loves plants and has a HUGE green thumb. We are so stoked.

I haven’t been out of Puerto Rico (aside from a short trip in June to California for court) since I moved down at the end of April. It feels a little weird to leave the island. Half of me would rather be going on a surf trip somewhere to relax than back to California, but Summer and I have tons of stuff we have to take care of in San Diego and she is getting me more and more excited with her talk of restaurants that have Non-Fried options on the menu, Whole Foods Grocery Store and Trader Joe’s.

Speaking of Food, I was told by the second rudest employee of Jet Blue I have ever met that Puerto Rican food is actually Spanish and that all Puerto Ricans are Spanish. She went on to denounce her being a Puerto Rican and claimed that she was Spanish because Puerto Rico speaks “Espanol”. This rude behavior is so typical of a NY flight attendant that hates her job. Summer said I should have asked her if Mexicans were Spanish too, after all, they speak Espanol. If I weren’t such a happy guy, I may have proverbially bitch slapped this grumpy Jet Blue Flight Attendant, but instead I let it go, plotting a new blog question to our readers…here goes:

If you were born and raised in Puerto Rico, are you Puerto Rican or Spanish?

Popularity: 90% [?]

Feliz Navidad!

Popularity: 50% [?]

In Puerto Rico, if you wear a green shirt on a Thursday, that is a supposed to be a symbol of your gay pride. At least that is what we’ve heard from a few Puerto Ricans.

I certainly noticed an abundance of gay guys in San Juan, when we stayed at the El San Juan hotel. I was not expecting to see so many gay Puerto Ricans, maybe because I’m used to Mexico, which is very machismo.

Popularity: 32% [?]