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Everyone here in Puerto Rico has been lovely. Sweet, friendly, supportive – from the people attending and working at the Ann Wigmore Natural Health Institute, to the taxi drivers, to the people who live in, or visit, Aguada. People actually smile and say hello when you cross paths with them; it a welcome change from from the often-stoic New England.
Today, I met an older man on the beach. His name is Hector, and he had walked 90 minutes along the shoreline from the adjacent town of Rincon. He was thrilled that he had made such a long journey, in support of his health. He looked happy and was pausing in shade of a coconut palm, where I had been napping after my swim, to refresh himself.
He immediately assumed I spoke Spanish. “You have a Latina American face, ” he said, in his best English. Read the rest of this entry »



