I rented this car from Maritza Car Rental. The island only had one gas station that was open right when I ran out of gas. Luckily, I ran out of gas at my destination, where I bribed a guy to go fill it with gas for me while I was busy eating fried conch fritters. Handing money blindly to a non-English speaking Puerto Rican may sound scary, but it really wasn’t. Yes it was.
August 2005 : Tuesday Aug 2005 : Tuesday