Wednesday 12 October 1994: San Juan

Wendy kids Old San Juan lunch at Hooters. Chicken wings, burger sandwiches and big … all waitresses but ours who was tiny but cute-assed – crack-seeking hotpants go with haltering straining boob hammocks and tights complete primary-coloured uniform. I think sports bar more than family diner Joe and I enjoyed and 60 bucks didn’t break bank.