October 18-24, 2014

Given the change in employers and a distinct lack of funds, I really had not taken a vacation in a couple of years. Or even visited the beach. So it was time. I decided I'd just go down to Aruba for diving. I spent seven days, four of which were diving. To be honest, it wasn't the best diving I've ever done, but it was still very very good! This was also my first trip out with my new regulator and dive computer; both of which performed flawlessly.

As for Aruba itself, I did a little exploring by car, but that was about it for siteseeing. There were things that really struck me about Aruba that was different than many of the other islands I've been to:

  1. The food is insanely expensive. I mean really expensive.
  2. I've never been anywhere with such consistent trade winds. It was great.
  3. It has the friendliest people, natives and tourists, that I have ever met.
  4. Everyone speaks at least three languages and changes randomly between them (in the same sentence). It was surreal.

 

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Dolphins Off the Port Bow

Aruba Dolphins

They actually go pretty fast and you got to hold on tight.  The yellow one I started on, the go-faster button was kind of broken so I couldn't get it to go full speed. RJ, our guide, swapped SeaBob's with me so I could really open-it-up to full throttle.  That's why I'm on a red one now. The beach at the Divi Aruba Phoenix resort. The hotel. The view from my 3rd floor balcony. The local restaurants getting ready for Halloween. And that's the stuff: a delicious beverage (7-and-7), my kindle, a beach, and sunset...  . . . and the sunset. Waitstaff at Le Bistro. Divi Aruba Phoenix at night, from the beach. My fellow divers on Tuesday (L-to-R): Larry, Scott, Canicio (dive master), Holly, and Daniel. Can't be downing beers and cocktails all day every day... or at least I can't anymore. Argentinian beer: Quilmes. Dinner at Che Bar... Churrasco steak, salad, fries with chimichurri sauce.  Yum. The harbor in Oranjestad where the Mermaid II launches from. My dive buddy for 3 days, Larry. Wednesday's dive team (L-to-R): Larry, Scott, Canicio, Sam, Steve, and Holly. My friendly bartender at Bugaloe.  Tried a Broodje Frikandel (a deep fried curry flavored sausage), which was pretty yummy. One of many iguanas.  Actually the whole island is overrun with a whole variety of lizards in a rainbow of colors.  It was pretty excellent. Had some unusual beers at Madam Janette's: a Rodenbach GrandGru (nice but not my thing, too sweet), and a Budweiser Budvar (the original Czech one). The lovely ladies from the table next to mine.  We had a blast chatting about traveling and adventure.  Apparently Joanne and Karen (I'm pretty sure at least one of those names is wrong, I'm so bad with names) are two-of-three-musketeers who go on adventures together.  They work for an airline out of Phoenix (US?  American?), and actually weren't sure how they were getting back home yet.  :) Woo... delicious meal.  The whole time I kept pushing my luck and never had reservations anywhere, but always got in.  Single-diner, low-season.  Worked out for me.  So did the tenderloin, lobster, portobello with hollandaise I had! Speaking of reptiles: this little guy snuck into my room.  I had to scoop him up and put him back outside before he froze in the A/C. It only took me 4 days to realize there was no point in putting on a T-shirt, just to take it off and put on my dive skin on the boat.  So today I just wore the dive skin.  Me smart. Mermaid Dive Center.  My original dive operator actually emailed me to cancel because he came down with the flu!  It was a complete stroke of luck I even looked at my phone.  Then I had to scramble to find a new boat... but, like most of this vacation, it all worked out great! Carlos and Wendy, the owners.  They were awesome! Thursday, last day of diving (L-to-R): Scott, Hubert (boat captain), Huda, Canicio, Holly, and myself! Had a real treat between dives this morning.  Four dolphins were playing on our pressure wave! Balashi and Balashi Chill are the local brews.  Heinekin and Corona-esque.  Nothing to write home about. Stroopwafels.  Not sure what the big deal was.  A sort of caramel between two chewy wafflesque things (think waffle cone, but not crunchy). Stewed conch in a creole sauce.  I'm pretty sure you could put that sauce on anything and it would be delicious. My friendly waiter at The Old Conucu House bringing me my (delicious) iguana soup. My trusty steed for the week: a beat-up Kia Picanto! The other side of the island.   Yeah, Aruba is definitely a desert island, complete with cacti. The island has a continous trade wind, so the wind turbines definitely make sense. The beautiful Ismari, with her stunning smile, at Wacky Wahoo.  She and I talked scuba and travel adventures during my excellent dinner.  A perfect way to end a trip. Final cup of coffee (and a bagel) on the beach before my return... PriceSmart Aruba ...and I get to add another pin to the big board.