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Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Final Hours in Paradise

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On Saturday we packed a picnic lunch and went to Mango Halto for one last drift snorkel. The snorkel was great lasting about forty-five minutes and the water clarity was good. We enjoyed our lunch under the shade of the mangroves and watched some local families enjoy the beautiful water. The skies began to cloud up and we decided to head back to our little apartment. We kicked back the rest of the day and enjoyed the beauty of Aruba. We dressed for dinner, stopped to take some pictures and went to Fishes and More for a great dinner. The food and service were first rate. A trip to Aruba wouldn't be complete without a stop at Amici's for ice cream, chocolate and rum raisin.


Sunday, we lazily packed, enjoyed lunch on the porch and headed out to the airport around two in the afternoon. We stopped, fueled our car before we turned it back in to Hans at the airport. There were no lines at the Continental check-in counter and we breezed on to security screening, and then US Customs and Immigration. When we arrived at our gate we noticed it was packed with people, no place to even sit. Dale found out that Aruba had lost the link with Miami Air Traffic Control and no planes were being allowed to leave Aruba for the USA. Our flight was delayed about two hours, and we lifted off about seven in the evening headed back to Texas. Time we landed, got the car, drove home it was after one in the morning.


Our two weeks in paradise were great, beautiful water, great food, lots of relaxation, new friends, great dives and the beautiful turquoise Caribbean Sea.

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