The travel guide. Or something like that.

Jumpsuit: F21, Vest: Belk. Shoes: Target, Bag: c/o Shop Kempt, Scarf: swapped with Abby of The Closet Files, Necklace, Bracelets, and Shades: F21, Bangle and bracelet: Pandora and thrifted, Nail Polish: Sally Hanson Mint Sorbet

To Do: El Yunque. Not to be confused with El "Yunkie", which is how it sounds with a Southern accent. Seriously though, the rainforest is amazing. And it was oh so nice and cool and breezy on the day that we went and we were quite the little hiking troopers. Aaaand there is a real live waterfall at the end of the trail where you can wet your tush in the freezing water and slip on rocks. The wetting and slippage is far more fun than it sounded in that sentence. It's like a movie scene. But not.

Old San Juan. The blue cobblestone streets and color-clad old buildings whisked my heart right up and I think they still have a little piece of it. I just couldn't get enough of their tremendous oldness. And there was shopping, so that was a nice plus.

To Eat: Pinky's. I wish we had discovered this gem of a diner on the first day. I would have gained approximately 54.5 more pounds if I had though. The smoothies come straight to you, still in the blender. And, as if that weren't enough, the massive mound of French toast and country ham certainly was. More than enough. I think my eyes popped out a little when it showed up and my belly definitely popped out a little after.

Barrichia. Traditional Puerto Rican. I recommend eating an abundance of Mufongo. It's everywhere for a reason. Mashed plaintains with chicken. It sounds gross, but it tastes like chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. Riiight. Honestly. I'm not even pulling your leg.

To Stay: We stayed at the Conrad in Condado, a super ritzy little section with the most mouthwatering, jawdropping collection of luxury vehicles my college-broke little heart has ever witnessed. The pool and ocean views of this joint will delight your palm-tree-loving senses. Napping heaven, I'm telling you.

Downtown Old San Juan. If I were to go back, I would love to stay in one of the antique little boutique hotels downtown. Super unique, probably haunted, but completely charming. With nicely-dressed little doormen. There goes my heart.

You are welcome very much. If you know anyone from the travel chanel, looking for a recruit, feel free to pass along my number. I think I've got TV and travel stories in my blood.

Love,

Ramsey