Back in the late 1980s and early 1990s, I went to Puerto Rico four times working on a variety of projects. So I will recuse myself from answering.
I will share a Puerto Rico hurricane story.
One of my projects was at a pharmaceutical company that was about 40 miles east of San Juan. I was collecting soil samples under concrete lined impoundments as part of their RCRA permit. I had hired a local firm to core through the concrete floors of the vaults, so that I could collect my sample with an auger.
Work went slower than anticipated, as the company was still driaining the impoundments when I arrived. To make matters worse, Hurricane Hugo was due to hit land on late Sunday. It was late Friday and we weren't done. I asked the crew o work Saturday morning, but they refused, as it was some Saint's day. (Saint days are like holidays in Puerto Rico). It was getting dark, they wanted to go home, but I had wanted one more sample to collect. So, I gave the crew of 3 a twenty each (which was a lot of money for them), and they cored through the concrete while I held my flashlight over them. I got my sample, and made it back to my hotel room in San Juan about 10:30 that night.
The next morning I dropped my cooler of samples off at FedEx, and drove my rental car back to the airport. It was a mob scene, people trying to get out of San Juan before the hurricane hit. The airport was being protected by the police. When I got off the shuttle bus, they could see I wasn't a local as my head was a foot or two higher than everyone else.
A couple of policemen surged through the crowd, grabbed me, and escorted me into the airport. Once inside, everything was almost unnaturally calm.
I made it back home (I was living outside of Philadelphia at the time). Hugo hit Puerto Rico hard, and ironically headed up the east coast, where it hit Philadelphia as a tropical storm. Mold formed on my closet walls, and my guns rusted.
A couple of months later, I realized that I had not got an invoice from my concrete coring subcontractor. I called them up, but their phone was disconnected. A couple of months later, I tried calling them again. This time they did answer. They told me that the hurricane had completed flattened their office building, and they were just now back in business, six months after Hugo. They had all of their records destroyed, so they were unable to invoice me. I re-constructed their hours from my field logs, and gave them that, so they could bill me. They were very appreciative.