Hello from San Juan
Finally, we are here. Keeping the fingers crossed didn’t help. 
Our flight to Seattle Friday night was cancelled at the last minute after they had been telling us for three hours that “everything still looked good right now”. Bloody hell. And all of that, just because SeaTac Tower didn’t have any power. Who needs power anyways. 
We finally left Saturday morning, at 7:15am, going to San Juan via Atlanta (no more layover in Seattle, thank God). Our two flights each were late, of course, but we finally made it and arrived in San Juan tired, but in good spirits at about 11:00pm yesterday (the original plan said we’d be here at 2:00pm).
Now we are off exploring Old San Juan. — It’s hot and muggy. lol And no, we’re not (yet) complaining about it.
Interject by Brigette…by “we”, Markus meant “me.”
The next post will be from some more exotic location. Stay tuned.
