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The Gringarican Handbook - stories about moving to Vieques, PR, life in the slow lane and becoming a Gringarican

Lights, Journey, 1978

At least someone on Vieques is extremely excited by my return.  That someone would be my Oscar.  He jumped around and had "the squeaks", hung out for awhile in the yard ,rolled around and then disappeared into the foliage.
For all the years we have been visiting in Vieques, we have never been to the BioBay.  We just didn't feel like "a schedule" but this trip it is first on our list.  We choose Island Adventures electric power pontoon boat trip over the kayak excursions - mostly because we want to swim in the Biobay and it is an easier maneuver from a swim ladder vs getting in and out of a kayak.  We board the school bus and snag the first seats - less bumpy ride.  Gee, we forgot how HARD these school bus seats are - and we definitely have more padding now!  Coming from Vermont, the land of the potholed dirt roads, and being used to the Vieques beach roads, the road to the Biobay is no big deal for us, however it is an experience for others.  Its a tight squeeze when we meet a vehicle going in the opposite direction.
The scene is amazing, beginning with stepping out of the bus.  The sky is sooooooo close and looking just like a planetarium with an amazing array of constellations, pointed out to us by our guide, Mark Martin, an expert on marine life and Vieques.  The lights of the hills of Monte Santo are said to detract, but they are quite beautiful.  As our boat maneuvers the calm waters, the prop churns up luminescence and we see flashes in front, side and behind as fish dart.  It is like lightening in the sea.  We anchor for an opportunity to swim.  Each person is given a buoyancy belt and then departs into the water.  Very psychedelic - light surrounds your every movement like it is shooting out of your hands and feet and around your arms and legs.  Drops of water on my shoulders and chest become a cascade of brilliant stars.  It is truly amazing.  We enjoy paddling around in blackness, glowing and throwing stars in every direction.  In the middle of our bumpy ride back, some moron thinks he has lost his car keys on the boat (he has) and some of the other passengers want to string him up and kick him out.  Luckily, staff takes him back to look and we continue on. 
 I did fear a mutiny. 
One more reason why I would never take a cruise.  I don't really trust crowds. 

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