by
Josh Krist
I
spent about five days in Puerto Rico a few months ago. I stayed in San
Juan, in the Condado area, and my only regret is that I didn’t
have more time to explore some of the lesser-touristed areas.
It was a
trip full of pleasant surprises: Red-eye flights are actually kind of
cool and the airport is not half as crazy as it is during the day; I
can pretty much understand Spanish through my exposure to French; and
San Juan is a great restaurant town.
The place
is fully English/Spanish bilingual, and I noticed that when locals talked
to each other they usually started in Spanish, then would seamlessly
switch into English a few times, apparently using whatever language
best expressed their thoughts.
Another
great surprise were the masks. I tend to not be an arts and crafts kind
of guy but there was something charming about these masks. I went to
a reception my first night in San Juan, at the Modern Art Museum, our little area
was decorated with the “caretas,” or masks of Spanish and/or
tribal African origin. These are worn at island carnivals, and each
region of Puerto Rico has their signature style. The one thing they
all have in common are the sharp horns and fearful attitudes—useful
in driving sinners back to church.
I took maybe
a hundred or so pictures that night of the masks, and then of the dancers
who came out and surpised us all.
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