I remember the last day we were on Culebra. We were so thirsty as we stood on the dock that evening. I found someone selling Medalla (Puerto Rico’s equivalent of Bud Light) and Emma found a mango juice for sale at the souvenir shop. The ferry that would take us back to Fajardo was two hours late, and the hundreds of people who waited for it were becoming restless. Pilots from the local airport were making their way through the crowds, making sure that everyone was aware that, for a mere $200, they could avoid the wait and the crowded ferry and the 2 hour voyage. One could be back in San Juan in 45 minutes if you had the cash… and the stomach for single-prop air travel over the ocean.
I've been taking pictures since I was old enough to be trusted with my father's old Leica. I must have been ten years old. The old man never let me use a light meter, insisting that I gauge my settings by eyeballing the sky. Of course, my photos were often under or over-exposed, because it's very difficult to make those sorts of judgments with any accuracy. There's a reason they make light meters. It did teach me about shutter speed, film speed, and aperture, though. These days, my camera does the calculating, of course, but it's helpful to know these things... and to break the rules to your advantage.
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