The Old Country

On Thursday evening at 11:59 PM. I boarded a plan to San Juan, Puerto Rico with my wife Mariola. I haven’t been back to the “Old Country” in nearly 15 years. We were both sorely in need of a vacation and going to a beach paradise in March to escape the harsh temperatures of Winter in NYC seemed like a great bet… plus there’s a casino in the resort we are staying at and I am always up for having my ass handed to me in... Read More