If you've been following for at least one week, you will have already read the first part of our latest vacation. Well, the more we write the longer ago this vacation was :(...but still! Writing about it to potentially get you out there is fun. Or at least to entertain you. Hmm, lessons and tips to take from day 2 + 3?
1. Having a beach day in PR is a must.
2. Do NOT let the rain ruin your parade.
3. You can drink on the effing beach!!
Now, on to the story:
Day 2 – Crash Boat Beach
So, we started our day with the carbiest meal ever. It was like the anti-beach bod of meals.
We had agreed to meet with some of Beef's friends at 10am. We were having this meal at 9:55am. Apparently in PR time, 10am meant 12pm. We took our time eating, then headed out to the mall. Mall? I bet you were thinking the beach. Well, Beef needed shorts, I (Baker) wanted some beach shoes, and we wanted beach toys (frisbee thingie and badminton set, duh). We got our duds and toys from Kmart, grabbed some beer, and headed to the beach. Brooklyn Brewery beer was a recurring theme, btw. We also got the local "Medalla" beer, though.
Crash Boat beach is a beautiful beach on the northwest hump of Puerto Rico, in the city of Aguadilla.
Describing how relaxing and fun it was to hang out at this beach is a bit hard, but still going to try: You're in the middle of a wall of rocks on a beach. The waves are intense, the salty water is splashing on your face, and you're having a hard time gasping air. Suddenly, you're pulled 60 miles into space (don't worry, you're still alive). Everything is quiet. You close your eyes, take a deep breath, and open them again. You're not in space anymore. You're here:
You're surrounded by friends, the sun is out, there's beers in hand, and there's rain clouds in the distance. It's okay, though. You're on vacation. You've not a worry in the world.
I hope that worked. Because that's basically how Crash Boat beach went. We spent some time in the water, dove off and explored the pier, then sat back and enjoyed some of the cold beers we had. The rain came and went, but that's just Puerto Rico. The rain comes, you get out the water (lightning, yo). The rain goes, you get back in the water. Leaving the beach isn't exactly a thought.
We didn't go back in to the water when the rain left, though. We went to take the coolest beach pictures of your life. EVER.
Day 3 – Aguadilla
We spent half of this day hanging out with Beef's family. We reserved a day for them! We were done by mid day, so we went out to a newly renovated boardwalk in Aguadilla. It was a weekday, so there weren't many people. Good time for a photo session.
We hung out by some kind of boat ramp, but not before grabbing a piña colada from a bar across the street. Did you forget? You can drink at the beach! Get a load of the view:
Now, we meant for this to simply be a session for our outfits of the day. I set down my bag, and Beef got into model mentality.
But then something crazy happened. I'm looking through the viewfinder and see some shadow walking up to Beef, and look away from the camera to see a little boy walking up to him. The kid sits down – without saying a word, mind you – and just stays there. For a good 5 seconds, we just took it in.
It was awesome. It was like curiosity and trust in a damn pure form. The kid's dad was near-by, and eventually came up to take pictures, but nonetheless, this kid walked up to some grown men in ape masks and knew that we do it for fun. Our experience on the contiguous part of the US (usually), is parents pulling their kids in closer when we walk by. Not this kid, though. Apparently he is a big fan of monkeys (and apes!!), has a toy that looks like Beef, and he simply wanted a picture. Well, he got it! You're awesome, kid. We told ourselves he wanted to be like us when he grew up.
If you're wondering what's going on in that last picture. I tried doing a baby freeze on that ball...but was scared of tipping over and landing on my head on the other side. It looks flat, but those were stairs!
This was going to be a outfit of the day photo shoot, but it ended up being about the kid. If you really want to know what we're rocking, ask us. You go, kid. Brave muthafucka.