After a four-hour layover in San Juan, we arrived on schedule in paradise. We even managed to get into the sea in time to watch the sunset, but the clouds on the horizon prevented the return of the green flash. I have only had the pleasure of witnessing the green flash once in the past 30 years - and I have to agree that all the hype far surpasses the actual flash. We actually met Justin in San Juan and picked up Addy and Deidre at STX. Of course the rental agency did not have the vehicle I ordered (Dodge Durango) and substituted a Kia Sorento. Par for the course and perfectly acceptable. Pizza at the Lost Dog was exquisite as expected. I ran into Link the pirate-guy we met last summer and John the Gardner I have known for several years. Despite the ease of travel, it is still exhausting. Time to get some shut-eye.