Thursday, June 14, 2012

Read, Eat, Sleep, Watch Sports


Watching 4th quarter of game 2 of the NBA finals. Durant is killing it and I want a piece of Westbrook for myself, but I don't get why OKC makes things so difficult for themselves, digging big holes to crawl out of at the end of the game.

Maybe they're just baiting another choke from 'KingJames'.
Anyway, post-Aruba, staying at home for an extra week since it seems pointless to sit in my apartment alone when I could be hanging with my fam and watching the little bro play another tennis tourney especially since I won't have the time to lounge around like this next summer.


The last few days in Aruba were much, much better than the first. We managed to find a few hidden gems frequented by locals but are too out of the way for most tourists. This means we had to rely on the kindness and generosity of people who had cars to give us rides. (Take note: if you're going to visit Aruba and plan to leave the resort bubble, RENT A CAR. Preferably a 4x4 Jeep to overcome the natural landscape.)

Wednesday we went to Mangel Halto, a beautiful little bay known for snorkeling. While the water wasn't as clear and the fish weren't as bright or plentiful as Hanauma Bay in Hawaii, it was a nice piece o beach with a pretty distinct mangrove forest to tunnel through to get to the water. A little farther off the coast there's apparently a shipwreck and pretty good diving-- definitely added to the list of things to try. Then went to dinner on a dock. Really cool atmosphere, good food, and not outrageous prices.
An iguana on the beach at Mangel Halto!
Inter-species marriage?
Love this! Someone built a ladder to a rock. 
Silhouetted Mom in the sunset. We just walked up this dirt
road along the coast from beach to dinner.
Found this anchor on the side of the road.
Our dinner table at Marina Pirata!
 Thursday we hitched a ride down to San Nicholas, site of a huge oil refinery formerly owned by Valero but recently shut down and acquired by China. That was one of the really unexpected things about Aruba-- there are a ton of Chinese immigrants there! Apparently they initially arrived for something oil-related in the 40's and now nearly every grocery store on the island is Chinese-run. That's the other thing. Nearly all of the fruits and vegetables are imported. Did I already write about this? The most easily developed parts of the island are dedicated to tourism and majority of the remaining land is extremely rocky and arid. No space for farming. Anyway, went to baby beach, known for its calm, clear, shallow waters, followed by a undistinct but fun little music festival that night.
Clear blue waters at Baby beach.
Sand crab! He's so cute!!
Charlie's Bar! Apparently an Aruban landmark. Fun place
and decor, but kindof just an excuse for expensive American
bar food and draft beer.
Balashi, Aruba's Beer. One of the few things
actually produced on the island. Aruba also
has one of the world's largest water
desalination plants.
Charlie's Honeymoon Sauce. It was really tasty.
Creeping on the photo shoot next to our hotel.
Gogurt sky sunset! Mom on the dock.
Cool costumes along the back street at the music festival.
Hellions represent!
The last day before airport day consisted of a jeep tour led by the amazing local woman. Mother of 6 and grandmother of 7, she's one of the liveliest, happiest, most carefree yet adventurous and loving people I've ever met. She took us to Andicuri beach on the northern coast, totally secluded and serene but with rough waves and rocky coast. Then the natural bridge was pretty majestic and the natural pool was filled wish fish and eels which we called to the surface with bread.
The Jeep. Janky, but so bad ass. The door latches only work
sufficiently to prevent them from flying outward and the entire
body is covered in Sharpie messages. Canvas top, open air,
perfect for adventuring.
Me on the natural bridge.
Climbing down to be under the bridge = good idea.
Drive through the Arikok national park.
Natural rock formations surround a pool.
The walk down to be poolside. This was after a 20 minute,
bumpy ass ride into the park.
We signed her Jeep. All in all a good trip.
Mom-daughter time!

Since I've been back Nadal won a record 7th Roland Garros title, I've finally finished the Harry Potter series, Charlie is still in Europe, and Boeing's relocation assistance has proven amazing.

Glad I got to see Alex before she left for her internship at Goldman Sachs. And she turned 21!! Happy belated. It's our 10th year of friendship.
D'aww! The caption should be in present tense but Alex was
still in high school when she made this. Forgivable.
Oh, and I get to see Ben Sollee live again! I need to broaden my musical horizons. Suggestions? I'll take book suggestions too!

Aaaaaand after some huge shots by KD to bring the game within 2, the Heat win game 2 100-96. Boo.

Last thing-- a piece of unsolicited advice for those still early in their college careers. Choose a major depending on potential future job prospects. They tell you to do what you enjoy. Don't listen. Unless you also plan to enjoy being unemployed :)

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Aruba: Pre-packaged Fun


So... Aruba is not all it's cracked up to be. We went to Oranjestad, the capital, which I expected to be a sort of cultural center of the island: lively, fun, delicious... No such thing. Even the government-sponsored tourist info center was NON-EXISTENT. Like, there's a little 'i' in a circle on the map between the Renaissance Hotel and the Parliament building-- we get there-- no information center. Everyone we ask looks at us like we're stupid. Considering tourism is their main source of income you'd think they would try a little harder to be helpful. The capital consists of 2 blocks of sketchy jewelry stores, a shopping center that looks like Dutch Cake Fairyland (Royal Plaza), a giant bus hub which was actually really useful, a Valero gas station, and a ton of sketchy alleys and construction.

Confused Licious in Oranjestad, in front of the
Norse Frosting Plaza, or whatever.
So there's a sign but no information center.
I don't <3 you right now, Aruba!
Apparently anything worth seeing has been moved to the high-rise part of the island where all of the main resorts are, around Palm beach and the northwestern end. This leaves Oranjestad pathetically lackluster. Even the touted Bon Bini cultural festival every Tuesday night seemed like a government-induced waste of effort. We didn't spend the $5 to go in because the whole 'city' was so run down and uncomfortable, and the official tourism website where I got a lot of other information had already proved unreliable.

The high-rise area is known to local people as Little Miami and that's exactly what it is. Yes, the beaches are covered with white sand and the water is nice and calm, but all of the areas that are a little nicer or more relaxing are fully manufactured. Giant shopping centers filled with the finest American retailers and average American restaurants, fancy all-inclusive resorts with their own expensive and thoroughly-advertised restaurants and pools and spas, it's anything you can get at any other resort in the world. All of the activites that are available are what I refer to as pre-packaged or manufactured fun. Like Disneyland, but with less thought and creativity and engineering efforts. Things like guided RV tours, glass-bottom boats, and sitting on a floaty thing while being dragged around in a circle by a small motorboat just aren't fun to me. Oh, but there are casinos here too. No thanks. Also, the beaches are nice but honestly nothing special enough to merit a visit here. (Hawaii)

I did enjoy riding the bus away from Oranjestad to Palm Beach, lounging there, and then walking back south through all the beaches and along all of the hotels and resorts. All of the beaches here are public so the resorts can't block them off for private use only. That's nice. Unless you're paying $500/night to stay there. I still say that public transport and walking around are the best way to see a new place, even if it takes a lot more time and energy. Obviously this isn't true wherever you go, but I think this is generally how I get the best sense of a new place. (Sydney)
A nice part of Eagle beach, just south of Palm beach.
Wandering. The beach in this segment was tiny and rocky
and therefore there were no establishments in sight.

One redeeming part of Aruba is the little place where we're staying. It's in Savaneta, on the opposite side of the island that's meant for tourists, but it's a lovely, cozy little family-run place that has about 7 rooms total and a unique array of really friendly, outgoing people. Of course, it takes a specific kind of person to turn down the resort vacation that Aruba is known for and instead opt for a tiny, out-of-the-way place that's surrounded by dirt roads and is a 10 minute walk from the nearest bus stop. So yes, nice place, friendly travelers, really great owners, but the inconvenience and inaccessibility of everything is a major downside. Even so, we managed a pretty nice dinner the first night. We walked to a local fish market down the street and bought some fresh mahi mahi and shrimp and grilled it. There was also a teeny little bakery with fresh breads and snacks. Slightly disappointed with the lack of local food readily available for purchase. Maybe it's just because they don't grow anything here and import almost all fruits and vegetables... I just thought that with Dutch affiliation and Caribbean location there would be something more unique. (Taiwan)
At least the scenery was really nice on our walk.
The teeny little snack shop. Even my head almost hit the awning.
Charming in its own way but not a reliable resource.
The view from our room really is gorgeous.
Dinner, night 1! Fresh grilled mahi mahi and shrimp.
This guy was ginormo. And a shrimp. Ginormo shrimp. Haha.
 You might be wondering-- why the hell would I come to a vacation destination in the Caribbean and not stay in a nicer place with more accessible amenities? That's not how I do. If you are new to reading this blog or are too dense to tell, I like experiencing things for their true value and identity and all-inclusive resorts just aren't enjoyable to me. Yes, I've stayed at them and yes, it's nice to be waited on and served at your every whisper but I don't enjoy it as much as others might so really it's not worth it for me. I like wandering around and exploring local life and culture and seeing and learning about how things and people and cultures differ so widely in various places. There's really just not much here.
A nice tree on the northern bit of Eagle beach. Really serene.
A DIY swing. Hilarious and surprisingly sturdy.
Maybe I'm being unfair and maybe I'm spoiled to have so many other amazing adventures to compare this to but really, if you aren't into spending a million dollars for a completely manufactured and less-than-distinct island experience, maybe Aruba shouldn't be at the top of your list.

Hopefully the next few days will have more interesting things in store, but really if they don't I'm ok just lounging around the mini-hotel's nice patio furniture. Though the beach here is really small and rocky, the water is still nice, the sun shines, and the island breeze carries away any worry.

Other quick updates:
I got a car! Black Toyota Corolla. I'll have in LA when I'm back in a few weeks! My brother suggested getting the license plate to say 'Lish'. Thoughts?

Also, I got to see that same little bro win a doubles tourney the day before leaving for Aruba.
BIG first serve. Too fast for me to capture the contact point.
SHO PROUD, LITTLE BRO!!