Sleep and no dreams

Tuesday 10th. Went to sleep to the sound of at least three different tree frogs popping and tweeting musically away, like tiny xylophones with a periodic bass note. I was first trying to figure out what birds were singing at midnight! ... and trying to mimic their calls. Impossible! Woke up to sunshine and real birds singing melodically after a deep healthy sleep and then had a one hour massage. I am definitely in heaven, Off to visit old San Juan and trek through the giant 500 year old forts. Mark is planning his imaginary experience and it may appear here soon ...... We spent Wednesday trekking through Fort Morro, all six levels, and old San Juan. Hot as stink and, oh my, I do. Home for showers and dinner ant Nonna's - Italian, yum Next day we headed out for the airport, small planes and our trip to St Croix.