Musings from our Puerto Rico Homestead

Not necessarily related to politics, race or really anything serious, these musings are based on my observations living in Puerto Rico.

10 Years in Puerto Rico

In November 2007, Paul and I made the decision to give up on corporate America, leave Southern California and buy a farm in Puerto Rico. I'll never forget the time and place we made the decision. (Although we're both from the East Coast—Paul is from Washington, D.C. and I was raised in New York City—we…
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Little Red Hyundai

This is the story of a driver of a Little Red Hyundai who think she's behind the wheel of a Little Red Corvette and who's got issues.  So I was driving down the mountain this morning, on my way to the town of Arecibo to do my food shopping, this red Hyundai sedan appears in back…
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Racist Comments Don’t Have to Be Directed At Us to Have Impact

[caption id="attachment_1934" align="aligncenter" width="1254"] Photo credit: Photoimages[/caption] It may be hard for some to pick up the racist comments said during this discussion, hoping they won't be lost on all. A good friend of mine who's like a sister/cousin named Carolyn posed this question on her Facebook wall yesterday: "Lessons learned in other conversation streams…
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A Day in the Life of This Transplanted Utuadaño

What do: Los rotos (giant potholes) Road closure of the main road from my house to the town of Utuado A detour down an alternate road Me unable to back up the hill to allow a car to pass because I have zero depth perception The starter in my car dying Three men—one a client…
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Fixing the Holes Where the Cars Fall In

It’s three years into his term as mayor and he’s right on time. Roads badly in need of repair are getting fixed around here. The one-lane road outside our farm had holes so large you could set up tables for four people quite comfortably. Living in the countryside you learn quickly how to perfect the…
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Doing Laundry in the Tropics

When pondering whether to do laundry in the tropics, one must carefully consider not what the meteorologist reports to you, but what the sky tells you. If the pretty lady with the elaborately painted nails, four inch heels, in the skirt hiked up to here tells you there is no rain in the forecast, assume…
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Speak Rapidly and Carry a Machete

On our way home from the home of friends one day, we popped over to pay the wife’s sister and her husband for a visit. Miguel, “Miguelito” directs me to the back of their property where I find Lucilla, dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, drenched in sweat, machete in hand, hacking away at dead…
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Politics in Puerto Rico

This was originally written in 2010 and so it might seem a little dated. High up on the list of discussions for drunken philosophers anywhere in the world is politics. My doctor tells me nearly every time I see her, "Never engage a Puerto Rican in a discussion about politics." Generally I am not one…
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