I’m baaaaack!!! I didn’t get much of a chance to write more while I was away, but that’s okay. These are the last times that I’m going to have so much space/days in between writing my logs, I promise myself that.
The rest of our trip went absolutely wonderfully. I’m going to try and write in as much detail as I can, the way I did for the prior days.
So on the 1st, we decided to venture out further into the island by taking the bus into town and I’m so glad we did! I thank the higher powers that be that decided to imbue me with an excellent sense of direction – I can just about walk through anywhere once and know exactly where I’m going/need to go, which comes in super handy when it comes to my travels.
Adrian trusted me and my sense of direction whole-heartedly and let me take the lead when it came to the transit system and getting to wherever we needed to go. I’m glad, because during our last trip in New York, I’m the one who trusted him completely and let him take the reins for the majority of our trip and where we did (and he did a wonderful job of planning an incredible trip). We balance each other well that way.
The buses were exactly like the “buses” in all the other island places I’ve been to – a small van driven by a local and you can typically pay after you get to where you need to go. It’s always so much fun to go in these local buses because all the windows are usually open and you get these refreshing gusts of tropical air as you whip through the roads (safely) to your destination.
Once we got to town, we walked towards the terminal where we could catch bigger buses which were a part of their official island transit system “Arubus”. These were the buses that went towards the bigger beaches in the north of the island. That day, we decided to check out one of the more popular beaches, “Eagle Beach”.
As soon as we got there, we immediately understood why it was known as one of the top ten beaches on the island. There were miles upon miles of glowing white sands, as far as the eye could see. In contrast, the jewel-toned blue of the sea sparkled effervescently, its transparent depths lit up by the beams of the blazing sun. It was breath-taking. Probably one of the most beautiful beaches I’ve ever seen.
We spent the morning and early afternoon alternating between swimming and soaking up the sun together yet again, just like the day before. It was so much fun – he would give me piggyback rides through the water and when we would sun tan, we’d cuddle up on the towels and be cozy and warm. Travelling to a hot, sunny destination is already so much fun for me on my own, but goodness is it ever amazing with a significant other!!!!
We eventually left to grab a drink at a close by beach bar before heading back into town. We had already decided that we’d be going to a food place at the southern part of the island that came highly recommended by both locals and tourists alike called “Zeerover’s”, where there’s only 1-2 things on the menu and boy, do they ever do it well. Fresh caught fish and shrimp daily, fried up and served with fries, plantains, pickled onions, and the best tartar sauce we’ve ever had in our lives.
That dinner was incredible. We ate our incredible meal on their open patio on the beach, as the sun set over the horizon. I love places like that – wooden patios that soak up the heat and scent of the sun and sea, lit up with kitschy big-bulbed light strings and neon beer signs, constantly bustling with people and laughter and conversation.
We were a little bit worried about how we would get home since it had fallen dark, but we managed to find our way to a bus stop and managed to get back safely. Honestly the island felt pretty safe as it was – there was never a time we were afraid (minus this one time a whole bunch of dogs were freely roaming on their property and decided to chase after us on the road as if we were a threat).
The next day was hands down one of the best days. I booked a booze-cruise snorkelling tour for us on a massive catamaran on the more northern part of the island for later in the afternoon. We decided to leave about 2 hours early though just in case – it’s always better to be early than late!
And I’m so glad we did – we got to the meet-up location about an hour early, which gave us an opportunity to explore a little. The snorkelling tour meet-up location was on the beach, snuggled right between two massive and very expensive hotels. Seeing as no one was about to check if we were “guests” of the hotel that we had to walk through to get to the beach, we decided to walk around and pretend we were staying there too.
We ended up getting to interact with beautiful on-site macaws and cockatoos as a result!!! It was soooo funny; the minute we decided to try and “blend-in”, we were immediately treated like we were hotel guests!! I was dying of laughter (internally), as we each held up a gorgeous macaw and had our picture taken as though we were high-paying tourists.
We promised each other we’d come back and crash their luxurious hotel pool since it seemed as though hotel security was super lax, and with that we made our way over to the beach to sign up for our tour.
This tour was so incredibly fun; it was all-you-can-drink, they provided fresh tuna and chicken wraps for lunch, and they took us to two incredible places to snorkel. Not to mention, it was on the biggest catamaran I’ve ever been on – the front of the catamaran had a deck made purely of net which we were able to sit/lie on, and we could see the water right beneath us. It was such an amazing experience to sail through the Caribbean waters as the sea-breeze cooled our skin while we bathed in the sun.
And oh man, the snorkelling! Our first stop was at Antilla, which is the third largest shipwreck in the world and one of the largest in the Caribbean. The wreck was massive – there was no way that my tiny go-pro was going to be able to do it justice. It spanned quite a length of the ocean floor, and there were so many fish that had made it their home. It was so eerie yet beautiful the way the sea can claim something so man-made and make it its own, somehow.
The second stop was at Boca Catalina, a bit closer to shore and with much calmer waters for a more relaxed snorkelling experience. We anchored there for a little while, and since we were a smaller tour we got to stay there awhile, doing cannon-balls and back-flips off the catamaran into the water and snorkelling to our hearts content.
I’m so proud of Adrian. I know he was a little bit hesitant about snorkelling, especially with him not being a strong swimmer but he really held his own and actually ended up having a great time. There were moments that I would swim off on my own to explore, but every time I turned back to check on him to make sure he was doing okay, he’d signal me a thumb’s up and let me know he was doing just fine.
My heart is so happy knowing that we can do things like that together. There were moments where we would swim together holding hands (super cheesy, just how I like it) and moments when I’d go off on my own knowing full well he’d totally be okay to swim around on his own too. He had so much fun throughout the whole experience and it reassures me so much knowing that he’s equally as adventurous and open to new experiences as I am. I love him so much LMAO. Le sigh.
We even talked about permanently moving out to an island, tbh. We were kind of half-joking, but also not. I made a point that the only thing holding us back really, is our attachments to our families, friends and stable jobs at the moment. But he countered saying that the people who truly mattered to us and us to them would make the effort to come out and visit from time to time, AND that technically he can work from anywhere since his soccer gig is a work-from-home kind of thing. And technically, I could also work anywhere too since my contract is still on a freelance level despite my position. I could pick up anywhere in the world.
It’s tempting, it really is. Time and time again I’ve considered it. But hey, if it’s meant to be, it’ll be. I’ve already said before that I’d go anywhere with Adrian, live anywhere he wanted to. Maybe these trips can help us narrow down what kind of life we’d like to live. I wouldn’t mind at all being here for half the year and spending the other half living in warmth and sun. That’s quite literally the dream, but he’s right – there’s no reason we can’t make that happen. So, we’ll see.
Anyways, after our amazing tour, we went back to that hotel just like we said we would and settled down poolside for a relaxing swim. We were getting a couple looks from some of the older folks (who clearly were staying at that hotel), but heck. No one said anything so we did our thing. We basically spent the entire afternoon at this super-expensive luxury hotel – for free. Ah, to be young and reckless LMAO.
Once we’d had our fill of the pool, we headed back home to relax and get ready to watch the Superbowl. We found out we could order food to our Airbnb (true to form, and so us), so we ordered some arepas (a Venezuelan specialty), empanadas, 3 pounds of wings and more. I must say, the Superbowl half-time show was legendary.
The next day, we spent the morning sitting outside our room, soaking up as much sun as we could. I set up breakfast for us at our little table outside so that we could eat together and have a romantic little last meal before we left. It was cute, we talked more about our childhoods and what elementary school was like for each of us. I like these conversations – as much as I feel I know him now, learning these little important tidbits about him allow me to snap in another puzzle piece into the picture of who he has become and who he is with me now.
Eventually, we had to pack up the rest of our stuff and head over to the airport, le sigh. But as always, instead of being sad about leaving, I felt excited to return so that I could carry over this feeling of momentum, motivation, and happiness into everything I wanted to do back home, such as working on my book and writing these logs. I want to be effortlessly happy and grateful wherever I am, because that will allow me to appreciate everything that much more.
The flights back home weren’t bad at all, but it did take a little bit longer as we had a lengthy stopover in Panama City. I’m thankful we got back safely, and since we both took off yesterday as well, we spent all of it just recuperating from the flights and resting up.
Which leads me to being here, at home, today!!! I was supposed to hang out with an old friend from childhood but she just asked to reschedule. As happy as I would have been to see her, I’m still equally as happy to be home today and have this whole day to myself to do whatever I want without leaving the house, hehe. I return to work tomorrow, but I’m not sad or unhappy about that either. Like I said – happy wherever I am, thankful for all that I am able to do, and that includes my job.
And that’s that on my trip! I really am so incredibly thankful that I am able to relentlessly pursue what I love so deeply and explore my passion for travel. I can’t imagine committing to it full-time the way most influencers or travel-bloggers do, yet – I am happy with my life right now and I am committed to writing my book and seeing my degree through. But after that? Who knows! I admire so much the way that influencers and travel-bloggers take what they love to do and make a self-sustaining career out of it. I wouldn’t mind it at all. Combining my two loves – writing and travelling – and making a living off of them would be a dream come true.
I know without a doubt that I can manifest any life that I want for myself with the right amount of faith, dedication, discipline, courage and trust. I’ve seen it in all of the wonderful travel-bloggers I follow, and even experienced it myself in all of my own incredible adventures. I’ve made my life exactly what I want it to be because I chose to love myself and act on that love. So, I will continue to do so and let it lead me where it will. My life is beautiful, and will continue to be magic, because I will not settle for any less than that. You can have it all, if you just believe that you can.
And I do.
That’s my lesson for this log, and the one thing I’d like to reiterate to myself on a constant basis. Life is yours to be shaped. Not through fear or control, but through an open mind and heart, love, passion, the ability to surrender, and the courage to go with the flow.
I think I’d like to go back to posting my logs online now, which is what I shall be spending the next little while doing. After that, I’ll start looking over my book notes again so I can get back into it.
I think about my book every day now. How I’d like it to look, where I’d like for it to be sold, how I’d go about marketing and getting the word out. Who would read it, how it could help people. It warms my heart and it excites me to my core. I want this so bad. It’s so exciting to me to think about holding it physically, in my hands. My heart and soul in words on paper. Le sigh.
One day. One day.
That’s about it for today! I’ll be writing as often as I can of course, every day, even if it’s brief. I’ll write before I go to work maybe, or bring my little bb laptop to work so I can write on break. Until then!
Love always and infinitely,