My Spouse and I enjoyed nine days on the island of Puerto Rico, where I have worked on projects and training for over 30 years. This trip was for three purposes — to renew my spirit and relationship with my Spouse; for both of us to look around to consider purchase of an investment property for a winter home; and to relax.
We accomplished all three, but…
…not without being threatened by dumbass idiots from the East Coast of mainland USA.
I didn’t realize, but the majority of visitors to the area where we stayed were from the Philadelphia area, so they loudly bragged. They take their kids out of school and let them run amok in Puerto Rico for a week.
There are no lifeguards on beaches, but that didn’t stop the irresponsible parents from letting their kids run into the ocean, and float far away, scream for help, and rely on anyone to rescue them. The non-ocean swimmer that I am, I did one rescue using my Red Cross swimming training learned long ago. Many other adults rescued at least 2 of those kids every day.
But it gets worse — the parents let their kids play kickball in the courtyard of the hotel after dinner, while they got drunk at the bar. The kids, being kids, screamed, yelled, and fought. Who settled them down? Other hotel guests, including me.
Sunday night, the kids continued screaming/playing until well after 11pm. Monday night, when the kids were doing it again and I had enough. At 9pm, I first asked the girl I rescued if she could help by asking her friends not to yell so much. Okay to keep playing, but please, no screaming.
By 10pm, the screaming to the level of shrieking was continuing. I called the hotel front desk to ask them to get the parents out of the bar and take care of their children.
Soon enough, the kids left and things got quiet. Then “pound-pound-pound” on my door. We were in bed; it was about 11pm.
A father of some of the kids was yelling, “You Homo Fk’in Faggot — you called Hotel Security on kids playing a little game?” No acknowledgment of his irresponsibility or his children’s safety.
“You’ve gotta watch yourself now — I’m gonna get you when you least expect it.”
Not the first time I’ve been called a faggot, but this time, with the level of rage from this moron, Spouse and I both were frightened.
I called the front desk again and let them listen to this guy continue to rant and rave at my door and threaten my life — and Spouse’s life.
The Hotel Manager called the police and soon I saw that drunk father taken away by exceptionally responsive officers. The Manager apologized profusely to me. I did not press charges, though I was tempted.
I still love Puerto Rico — the LOCALS, but the visitors — not so much.
End-of-rant. We’re home, safe and sound. I feel very sorry for those children who have such irresponsible parents who set very bad examples of behavior. I fear they are supporters of the exceptionally bad example of bullying in the White House.
Now, our decision
Even though I love Puerto Rico, we learned as we looked around at potential investment properties that a lot of work would be required to repair, renovate, and maintain anything we might buy. What concerns us is that the majority of investment property owners from the mainland are just like the jerk who threatened me.
Seriously, all of them I met acted like they owned the island. They refused to speak Spanish, even though it is the local language. They were arrogant, rude, and generally obnoxious — in restaurants, gas stations, and even at the grocery store.
These dumbass mainlanders ruined it for the rest of us. The locals avoid and abhor them. Most local builders, carpenters, and electricians (some of whom I met and spoke with) refuse to work on investment properties because they have not been paid, have been swindled, and are treated with a tremendous lack of respect and professionalism.
So it would be very hard to find help to fix up a property, and frankly, I am getting too old to do that level of hard work myself like when I built the house that we live in 21 years ago, or renovated numerous properties in the area over many years.
Therefore, after analysis and discussion, we decided that while sad for me personally, we will not buy an investment property for our winter home in Puerto Rico. More explorations to follow in the coming months.
Life is short: really look hard where you may decide to live. It may not be what you expected.