I was understandably disappointed when I pulled up to the parking booth at Parque de las Cavernas del Río Camuy. “The big cave is closed until further notice,” the attendant informed me apprehensively. “The tour just goes to the sinkholes.”

She was surprised when I said it didn’t matter,...

Every country, every town, has a road or a building or a park to which a name of historical significance has been attached. As the years pass, the number of locals who remember what the name means dwindles and the transplants to the community just call it what it is, thinking little, if at all,...

The movers came Monday morning and in one astonishingly quick hour, the two men quietly hauled 20 or so boxes down the stairs and hoisted them onto the truck, wrapped furniture into brown paper and corrugated cardboard sleeves, and signed the delivery papers, leaving me with a living room full of...