Down in the depths of El Morro were the dungeons. The dark, damp walls were etched with prisoners names but more impressive was the art left behind. In this cell, a long narrow stretch of a prison, a captive drew ships on the walls. They were intricate and beautiful. I marveled how time seemed to stand still in the confines of this dark fort. I am sure the dungeons hold many tales that we will never know.
Puerto Rico is full of life and history and beautiful landscapes. If you have never been I urge you to go and see for yourself.