It is a luxury to just wander without a destination, without a plan. Few people care to do it. But I wandered for about four hours in San Juan before stopping at a tourist office to get a map. It’s in my genes; it’s in my genes to aimlessly wander; and it’s in my genes to wonder where I’ve been even if I don’t care where I’m going.
After walking outside the city wall, I cut up through a gate into El Morro’s outer courtyard and continued past the old cemetery.
Then, for a long time I just walked up and down streets looking at the churches, the houses, the restaurants, the people.
I went into the Cathedral, the subject of another post.
I found myself at the top of the wall just above where I started the day. A young photographer was there with her assistant and model. I asked if she was shooting for an assignment — no, just to make photographs.
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The streets of old San Juan:
Looking into an occasional courtyard: