We had to return the rental car in the morning but had some time to
spare before catching the ferry back to the big island. We had seen
this fort sitting over Isabella II. Posters showed a sample of the
photograph exhibit contained in the fort's museum and rumor had it
the view alone was worth the hike, so we trekked up the hill, past
trees covered in flowers and fruit and the occasional chicken or
rooster. You couldn't starve to death on Vieques if you tried.
Other yard displays were a bit more disturbing...
|The museum had an exhibition of photographs from Cuba that
were gorgeous, as well as some pre-Columbian artifacts, early
Spanish artifacts, and a cute little gift shop. But the real
deal is the view.
The fort is the last Spanish one to be built in this hemisphere, and
it wasn't even finished. It spent much of its life as a jail. "Ghetto
Check out the view. (Note: some browsers automatically
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the scroll bar for a much bigger picture!)
We wandered back down the hill, past the Catholic church
mid-service where a strange gray dog kept watch at the door.
We had passed the locals' bar many times, Bar Plaza, right on
the plaza, as you might have guessed. The place is small, just a
bar and pool table, but even at 9 AM on a Sunday there were
already locals drinking beer there - my kind of place. As we still had time to spare, we
stopped in for a cold beer for the road.
Crap, do we really have to go?
|We got our tickets and I picked up a serving of pinchos,
basically shish kabob, at a stand across the street. This
particular flavor was barbecue chicken - delicious and 1/4 the
price of Duffy's.
As the ferry pulled out, we turned and looked back at Al's Mar Azul
Bar, and our hotel room balcony next door.