February 23rd, 2006

tachikoma: broken

Growing pains.

Some of you may have noticed that I never finished writing about the trip to San Juan over New Year. The second half of the trip was much less touristy than the first half and aside from the trip to El Yunque, didn't produce nearly as many pretty pictures. It also involved a series of meetings with Marco's estranged father. I decided that, rather than doing a daily travelogue, it would be better to write about that experience only, since it's burned into my mind more powerfully than any other aspect of the trip. So here it is. It's long and it involves a lot of bad behavior on my part. If you're feeling judgmental, now would be a good time to step off. Thanks.

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