My thoughts on Aruba
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September 26th, 2005 – by: jenn79
From the moment I got on the connecting flight to Aruba, I decided people from Aruba were generally kind and considerate and that there is no way that girl that got kidnapped a few years back was assailed by locals. After hearing local Aruban people talk about how they tried every means to help this family, I was very upset remembering the distressed family's resorting to ask Americans to boycott this beautiful country. I mean, there are always bad seeds no matter where you go, but my impression firmly stands that Aruba is a generally peaceful, safe environment.
There's a pretty full palate of entertainment, from shopping to watersports. I saw my fill in this lifetime of young, east coast wealthy, straight-out-of-college, Abercrombie-wearing honeymooners while we were there. My favorite moment there was when this snotty blonde girl riding on the backseat of the ATV as her husband motored across the rocks turned back, and seeing us in obvious distress said "Haven't you ever ridden an ATV before?" Joyce shot back "Sorry bitch, I don't speak Barbie." Hahaaa! I guess you had to be there, eh?
The environs are really gorgeous to look at, although it's a different story altogether to navigate this place. There are some natural wonders, like the Natural bridges and the Natural Pool (I think that's what it's called).
There are few roads in Aruba, but like Mexico, they aren't exactly labeled well. The roundabouts give you a moment to think about which way you're going - we should really have more roundabouts in the States.
The food is varied, from Caribbean to Dutch to American. I didn't get to try the local delicacy, which is apparently illegal to make, go figure - Iguana! Scary. There were iguanas just chilling on the pavement near our hotel and I have a pretty great picture of one here.
We managed to find our way to an Ostrich Farm after getting very lost somewhere more inland and stopping multiple times to ask directions. Joyce was brave enough to actually ride an ostrich, but I won't embarrass her by putting the pictures up. =) We were allowed to feed the ostriches which was kind of scary as they have some pretty strong beaks and you never can tell if an animal can distinguish your hand from a bit of food! Apparently Ostriches mate for life, and if one partner dies, the chances of the surviving ostrich finding a new mate are near zero. We were offered ostrich burgers afterwards, but not surprisingly, we all passed on it.
If you like watersports you're in luck - the beaches are connected on the West side of Aruba, so you can literally walk from hotel to hotel along the beach, as they're inches away from the water.
There are also plenty of clubs that charge no cover, but seem to be inundated with high schoolers. (Don't you have school tomorrow?!) They move in an easy, un-selfconscious manner to the ubiquitous reggae music.
Unfortunately there isn't really much in the way of souvenirs. I think the only ones I came back with were a sunburn and a bottle of pure aloe vera.
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