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Welcome to my blog. I document my adventures in travel, style, and food. Hope you have a nice stay!

They're walking the nose....

Rincon was a winding drive down the west coast, past a traffic-stopping flea market where we did not purchase a live chicken, a giant machete, or shampoo.  The town square was largely deserted.  Even the ice cream shop didn't open until 1:00.  We spent a little time at the public beach and drove north to "Domes" named for the adjacent nuclear power plant.  Ian did a little boogie boarding; Sophie and I drank smoothies prepared by a local with a blender powered by his truck battery.  

We had considered eating brunch at La Copa Llena the next morning for Easter, but realized that would necessitate a really early wake-up and drive so we stopped for an early dinner on the way home from the beach.  If you ever find yourself hungry in Rincon we would highly recommend a stop here.  Per Ian, "the best BLT ever" and steps away from the beach.  Enjoy some happy hour libations and watch the sun set.  I would steer you away from Puerto Rico's national beer, Medalla, unless you drink PBR unironically.

 Defunct nuclear power plant looming.

Defunct nuclear power plant looming.

 Baleanario Rincon

Baleanario Rincon

Eye Candy

Jose Enrique