So we arrived in San Juan mid-morning, and headed straight for the hotel. A short taxi ride later, we were there, and I quickly located Mandee and Sonia in our room. But already, it seemed, minor travel disaster had struck.
Mandee’s bag was…..
Missing. Last seen in Los Angeles. Not seen since.
Uh Oh.
Still aside from the fact Mandee was now wearing Sonia’s bra and shorts and my singlet top, we were okay. Good news? She carried her costume on the plane.
Our first day in Puerto Rico was spent loading up on supplies, having a siesta, and trying to recover from jet lag. Then hitting the foyer downstairs for live music, and some seriously shit-hot salsa. WOOT WOOT!
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