The food wasn’t the only reason I flew out to Puerto Rico. I was there to escape from the cold weather I had back home, the rain, the snow, the darkness, the layers of clothes and wind. I could not wait to enjoy the sun, the beach, the coqui(a frog you are only able to find on the island) the fresh ocean water, the mountains, sand in between my toes and the beautiful palm trees that had coconuts hanging. I sat on my grandmother’s porch the sun was beaming against my face. My cheeks felt like a heater but I was enjoying every second of it. As I was on my grandmother’s porch I heard a loud sound, the sound was sort of as a cricket sound but instead of “cricket, cricket” It was “coqui, coqui”, I always heard about the famous frog but didn’t know
