Fred's time on Vieques had run out. My mother and sister were arriving to take his place. Riding the ferry back to the main island seemed a good way to transition - get the 6:30am ferry from Vieques ($2 each way), meet Jose our taxi driver in Fajardo and then drive to San Juan airport. To me, the crossing is not bad, but Fred is not too chipper and the kids in front of us are puking the entire time.
Fred could go into the secure area since he had a ticket, pick up my mother from her gate from her incoming flight from Sarasota, get her luggage, deliver her to me, and still have plenty of time to make his flight. My sister, a savvy traveler and 30 years younger than my mother, would be able to find her way on her own. Just to cover all bases, I get info on flying from Ceiba (just outside Fajardo) via Vieques Air Link. Don't want my guests to experience any negativity on their way to MY island. But, the newcomers are game to take the ferry so we continue as planned and Jose gets us to the dock with time to spare.
We enjoy people watching while we wait. It is amazing to us how people are overloaded with the most amazing stuff - suitcases bursting at the seams, cartons on hand trucks, televisions, caged birds and dogs, plastic bags full of food and rolling coolers of every shape and size. Babies wail, children play tag, old women gossip. Our return trip is uneventful and my mother and sister brave the lurching ship without effect.