This weekend half of Rincon packed up and headed to the other side of the island to hear the sweet strains of reggae at the Steel Pulse, Groundation & Cultura Profetica concert in San Juan. My roomie and I had already decided that this needed to be an overnight trip since the concert didn’t end until 2am and the two and a half hour drive across the island sounded like trouble. We booked some beds at a hostel and wound up with a room to ourselves, which was perfect since we had a crew that needed to crash as well. We might have ended up having to pay some more the next day but for the great time it was totally worth it. Still drunk from having stayed out until nearly dawn we decided tailgating first thing was in order before enjoying a debaucherous day in San Juan. Here’s a glimpse of what ensued….

Don Q for breakfast? Check.


Bottom’s up, mi gente!


S’up, Vron! Wake up!


Some ladies I love!


And we’re walking, and we’re walking…


Lookie! It’s a proud Rican iguana! Screw the statehood party!


It’s always rock-n-roll when Thor’s chillin’ at the fort.


With the lookout tower filled with hot ladies, it’s bound to be a good time!


There might have been silly moments of drunkenness on signs. Maybe.


And just before the evening in San Juan ended, we stumbled into some salsa in the street. Always a great thing.