On the way to the bioluminescent bay, we found a pregnant crab. Even though this looks like a pretty nasty thing to hold, it was a little bit more pleasant, like holding your own entrails as they spill out of your severed belly.

You can see the hairy egg sacks on the bottom of the crab. I suppose that sort of thing is pretty gross, unless you are a male crab in Puerto Rico that has nothing to do all day but watch Telemundo.