Arriving to a lowrise skyline in 2004.
A lone moto parked on a side street.
The beach outside the Maria del Mar gate. No teeming hoards.
These two gals didn't need to shush anyone. The island was relatively quiet.
Juarez hadn't been gentrified. I remember being shocked at the leftover rubble from Gilberto in the early 90's.
The ruin at the end of the island. (And don't ask which one.)