My Pinky

One day we decided to go to the rainforest and waterfalls in Puerto Rico.  The last time we tried to go was an epic fail. So we walked the trail to the waterfall. When we arrived, I went in the tiny pool of water surrounding the bottom of the waterfall.  It was really deep. Plus, there was a current pulling you down. Then below that, the path of water continued and then dropped down.  I followed the path over a bunch of rocks and went swimming down there.  

When it was time to leave, I found a huge rock.  I went to throw it over the side when I slipped.  I didn't let go so it crushed my pinky and ripped it open.  The blood started gushing. Then I had to go three hours with nothing until we got back to the house.  I'll never forget that. 

 

The pinky after a couple of days. The swelling went down and just FYI, there was never any 'gushing' blood. 

The pinky after a couple of days. The swelling went down and just FYI, there was never any 'gushing' blood. 

I Saw a Bugatti

It was a typical day in San Juan, Puerto Rico.  I was on my way to a restaurant when I saw a Dodge Viper.  I was shocked.  It had a huge wing on the rear.  When we arrived, my friend's cousin said, "Oh, what car is that? A Bentley?" 

This was my reaction, "No! Holy crap! That's a Bugatti!" I immediately took pictures and videos.  That was the most exciting moment in my entire life.   Later, at another restaurant, I saw a Lamborghini Aventador.  I never thought I'd see two of my favorite cars in Puerto Rico.

The experience of Puerto Rico so far is very fun.  We've gone to beaches and caves.  First we went to a beach.  The sand was very soft.  We went to the water and we went mining for shells.  Charlie and Zoe, my friends in Puerto Rico, did a gymnastics routine.

On another day we went in a cave.  I didn't like it.  I didn't really consider them caves. They were not closed off.  One stalagmite looked like Jabba the Hutt. The tourists were packed in and every five seconds they took pictures and we had to stop.  I know what you're thinking.  I'm a tourist.  WRONG! Tourists are like bugs. They travel everywhere to see stuff. They will stop at nothing to get to what they want to see-unlike me.  If the line is too long, then screw that. I am not a tourist.

I woke up in a new Bugatti.

I woke up in a new Bugatti.

Jabba the Hutt stalagmite

Jabba the Hutt stalagmite

One of the openings in the 'cave'

One of the openings in the 'cave'