And then there was the Spanish fort. Giant cannon balls, clever little stone gun turrets, open-air peeing areas....what's a guy not to like? It turns out this place we were staying (old San Juan) is the oldest city with the US flag flying above it. And nothing says "old" like a 16th-century stone fort. And let me tell you, this wasn't like those little dirt forts I used to make back in the desert in Riverdale growing up. This thing was serious. Like twenty foot thick walls serious.
And ironically just a little over a hundred years ago we tried to bomb this place back to the stone age during the Spanish American War. Now we are proud owners. Hmmmmm.....
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