Last night Mairym showed up at our house with an unusual request. She had been moved by a large graffiti mural done in Old San Juan, and had prepared a poem in response. She requested our help in putting it up, so we all got in the car and drove out to San Juan.

The closest parking we could find was in a dark alley, populated by four or five other cars, all with drivers sitting and waiting for ... something. We carefully ignored them. One of the cars, an old Mercedes, drove off as soon as we arrived, eying us carefully. During the few minutes it took us to take our stuff out of the car, he drove back around three more times. Nope, not creepy at all.

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Yesterday I received an unexpected call from Mairym; she was on the island for a week and wanted to hang out. Awesome. Today I woke up, showered, and headed over there. I got lost in the mountains trying to find her house (as usual), but it was pretty, so I figured as long as I'm here I might as well stop and take some pictures.

Finally I found her house and picked her up. We got food and headed to El Morro to eat lunch on the wall of the fort overlooking the old cemetery. Then it was time to return to her house because she needed to babysit some cute kids. We watched The Lion King and I got high fives from the kids (well, one of them would only give me high-fives with her foot).

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