Pop-Pop.

It all happened very fast. One minute he was standing there, smiling, and the next… it was as if I had kicked my own grandpa in the face. -- I had, actually. Accidentally. With a soccer ball. At very close range. A thousand miles an hour. Straight into his nose. My own grandpa. Who came…

Puerto Rico: Day 2! (Eating is Believing)

We woke up to the rainy pitter-pat of… rain… on the leaves outside our window.  The streets were shiny black. Angry little rivers jammed themselves into leafy drainage grates that weren’t having it. A beautiful day in paradise! Actually, it was. The mountains are soooo green. And the flowers vibrant. Nevermind the news story later…