Fun fact: Hurricane Maria took all the street signs around the airport, so there's really no way to know if you're going in the right direction as you leave the airport. Nana, the kids, and myself were in the car headed to the resort first, and we unknowingly turned the wrong way. We did a lot of accidental sight-seeing--again, no directional signs along the interstate--and finally found some English speakers who could help us. They were so, so nice and told us that we should be using Google Maps, not the Apple map, on our phones because Google Maps was more accurate after the hurricane. They also reminded us that, since we were from Texas, our 54 mile journey back to the resort would be no big deal!
Puerto Rico is beautiful. BEAUTIFUL. It felt like we were the only people at the resort. I seriously counted about 10 other people that we saw there the entire time. We were told that the week before had been really busy, so I guess our timing was good!
This lasted all of about 10 seconds. Ryan HATED the sand touching his feet or getting into his sandals.
He also hated the water.
There were two beautiful pools at the resort, and he didn't want anything to do with either of them.
Proof that we actually got him on the sand... so long as he had a beach towel to sit on. Even then, he was so uncomfortable when sand got on the towel.
Luckily, there was grassy area near the pool and that's where he wanted to be.
Ryan may hate sand and water, but he could spend all day going "vroom vroom" in a golf cart.
Katelyn and I found so many shells. Her favorite were the "unicorn horns."
These two cousins were born just months apart and are polar opposites: one is cautious and calculated and the other is fearless and adventurous. But they get along so well and seem to have their own little language!
We played a LOT of UNO after the boys went to bed.
These beautiful iguanas were everywhere! This one was at least the size of my leg, hip to ankle.
The weather and scenery were absolutely perfect. We had SUCH a wonderful time!