Nothing can describe the excitement of arriving there. Below I managed to capture our first hours in the Island which included our friends: The iguanas. They were EVEYWHERE, reminding me how they also roamed around, as I went from class to class as a student of the German School in Barranquilla. So yes you can say I was very used to our
We also made it to this little Colombian eatery, to which we would return again and again throughout our trip. Maduros anyone? Or how about grilled chicken and grilled steak with Manzana Postobón? (BIG SIGH)
Well, they say a picture can tell more than a thousand words.
I’ve been back for a week now and I dream of this place still.
Every day my feet would touch this waters
And every night I would go to sleep seeing this
The ocean was warm, calm and perfect
The pool was fun, relaxing and romantic
There were some very happy reunions
We could have easily gotten used to the laid back lifestyle of bikinis and bare feet. We loved the camera…can you tell?
And I loved feeling the sun and treasuring having the ocean once again near me just like how I grew up
Some of our adventures included a trip to the fort and the wishing stones. There were hundreds of small stones stack one on top of the other one. They say that if you make a wish and come back in a year your stones will still be there and your dream will come true. Aruba, I’ll see you next year!
No trip to Aruba is complete without going to one its most famous landmarks:
Without a doubt and with all good reason, your sightseeing adventures have to pause, so that you can enjoy the best the island has to offer: Agua ‘e coco!! How lucky are they to be able to get those right from their own backyard! ** After you drink the coconut water, the guy cuts the coconut for you with the machete and you eat the inside with lemon and salt. Very refreshing and delicious.
Here with the owner of the coco stand and fellow Barranquillero. Once again proving that the island, probably due to its proximity, is full of my people. Viva Colombia! Viva Aruba!
We also went on a snorkeling adventure. I hang out with my friend, the starfish, and then rested in the water, while everyone had a delicious lunch. Seasickness can be tough!
Doing what we know how to do best: mingling with the locals and learning the life and culture of the place
And downtown Aruba looked something like this: Small but charming
See more of its architecture in its homes, stores and schools
Did you think I would not do any dancing on my trip? No way! Here at a place called Confessions. I have never seen such a mix at a dance place.They had it all: White, Black, Island Natives, Hindu, Latin, but again that is Aruba for you.
I’ve always said the best vacations are those, that besides having the beach involved, have a friend you can turn to. My lifelong and next door neighbor growing up lives now in Aruba.
Mi Vero cuanto te adoro y ya te extraño tanto.
She made our stay after our husband’s left: SIMPLY INCREDIBLE.
Never in my wildest dreams did I EVER imagine that I would end up dancing with her dad. The one that as a little girl inspired me to run as fast as I could because then I had visions of monsters and wizards. Well, he is no monster after all and we danced and sung to this Vallenato called Que bonita es esta vida. A song about the beauty of each morning, the beauty of each day, the beauty of life where hardships are minimum when we have the company of those who truly love us.
Another sample of the good times…and my curly hair ;)
All in one night: Strolling down the colonial streets of downtown Oranjestad, fresh bread and pastries from the Colombian bakery, more Maduros at a Cuban restaurant and singing Juan Luis Guerra Bachatas accompanied with the guitar by a very talented local performer.
One night we decided it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to eat and hang out where the rest of the tourists do: There we got Sr Frogs, Hard Rock Cafe, Italian Pizza, etc etc. Not the reason I went to Aruba…but just as FUN!
Our days could have never been the same without these local carritos or food carts/stands and the l
izards visitors under our tables while we ate.
OH Aruba you made me LIVE AGAIN! Thank you a million for a UNFORGETABLE time.
You are indeed ONE HAPPY ISLAND
P.S. On my way to the airport I couldn’t leave without having another one of these: Pan con bocadillo (bread with guava paste inside) and my Manzana Postobon, of course.
I am a HAPPY GAL!