The flights to Puerto Rico, while long, were relatively painless. Most importantly, Evan demonstrated once again that he's an excellent travelin' baby. Here he and I are having some fun in the food court during our 4-hour layover in Houston:
We spent a night in San Juan, the capitol, at the beginning of the trip, then met up with my parents as well as my sister Hallie and her fiancé Mark the next day to drive across the island to Isabela (a two-hour drive). Isabela is a small, largely undeveloped community in the northwest corner of Puerto Rico with one quiet, beautiful beach after another. The wedding took place at a very nice beach front resort, Villa Montaña, where most of the guests stayed, but because there were so many of us from my Dad's side of the family in attendance we rented a few condos just a 5-minute walk up the beach from the resort. This basically meant we could hang out there most of the day without having to pay to stay there at night, although we did have to suffer the indignity of bringing money with us to buy food and drinks. We learned to cope, though.
This is a picture of our back yard at the condo:


At the end of the weekend the rest of my family had to fly home, so we drove them back across the island and spent the last few days of our trip back in San Juan. While we were there we spent a day in El Yunque, the only tropical rain forest in the United States:



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