Aruba – day 8

July 12, 2009 There and Back Again

It’s over. I’m sitting at the airport. Some sand may still be in between my toes and almost definitely in my ears. Silly wind. But that’s it.

No more long days in the sun, staring at the sea. Floating in the water or walking through hundreds of little silver fish is over.

I’m looking forward to seeing Eckie, but I don’t want vacation to end. I finally get it, Mom.

Today I slept in a little more than I wanted, but was ensconced in a palapa by 10. Mike brought down our snorkeling gear, but were were all content with sun and books.

Swimming platform on the last day

Swimming platform on the last day

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Aruba – Day 2

July 6, 2009 – Team Dutch Rudder*

Hit the gym at 8 for a quick ride while everyone else slept in – late night at the casino for them; I turned in earlier.

We’d reserved a front-row palapa for the day, and I headed there around 9. Everyone else is still getting ready for the gym or the day or whatever. I’m determined not to waste time and want to spend as much time as I can out in the sun and sand.

View from a palapa

View from a palapa

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