How I spent my March vacation

We're home, after an only slightly harrowing day of travel. The harrowing parts took place this morning in Puerto Rico; my neighbors to the south will understand what I mean when I say that our journey through the center of the island and around San Juan (a couple times) to return the rental car made us look with delight and relief on the prospect of driving Route One in Boston during rush hour. No, I am not kidding.

But enough whining about the only stressful part of a truly wonderful vacation. Below, evidence that I spent my time in Puerto Rico doing exactly what I said I would do, and loving every minute of it. (More details, and more pictures, to come later this week.)