By now you’ve all probably read on #3′s blog about the dreadful events that transpired in Camille’s Sidewalk Cafe, Condado branch, at 11:49 this morning. Not only did that event lead to one of those louder-than-you-think-they-are lover’s quarrels on the…
After reading Becks thought-provoking post on machismo, I was left wondering where I stand on the matter. It’s strange, because when I first moved to PR I had a hard time inserting myself in the culture – for various reasons,…
Periodically. Late at night. Santurce smells of cardamom. I first smelled it the night of the Gulf explosion. Actually, I first smelled it in Rio Piedras at the UPR. I thought it was some kind of night flower like jasmine,…
This being a site called la acera, I feel I’d be remiss in not addressing a certain enigmatic graffiti that appears all over the streets and sidewalks of San Juan. Maybe everyone is in on it already but many of…
Things to do When I Get a Little Money: Fix car A/C Sleep with A/C on Buy protein bars and powder Fix my broken shoes Get new running shoes Buy a present for someone. Like a friend or family member….
This weekend we finally left the cantankerous clusterf_ck that Old San Juan has sadly become, and with heavy hearts, but no backward glances, moved to our new place in Santurce. Saturday afternoon I walked back from work in Miramar to…
Hi and welcome to la acera. This first post is a lot of pressure, pressure to introduce myself and the site in a witty and engaging way, to give a taste of things to come when I’m not even really…
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