Bon Bini!
Trip Start
May 05, 2010
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Trip End
Ongoing
"BON bini", "BON dia", "BON noche", Shir's nickname for Gil's seems to be very catchy over here! People are extremely nice and everywhere we go smiles and bon-greetings await us. Maybe the kindness that surrounds us is because of the fact that we are hanging out with Moni, Shir's dad, who lives on the Island and apparently knows all the right people here. We can't tell yet, but we do know that we like the feeling we get on this island so far.
We're staying at Moni and Linda's house, a beautiful, almost too beautiful if there is such a thing, place on the ocean. But not "on the ocean" as a matter of speech, oh no, its right on the ocean front. We wake up every morning and go right down the steps to say bon bini to the sea. As the day continues we jump in several times to cool of and feel cool that we can jump into the sea from our balcony! We finish our day with a glass of wine looking at the sunset. And although the scenery and hospitality are idyllic, we don't want to get too comfortable, something that seems to be very easy over here. We still have a lot of places to explore and much much more to do.
The warm weather is followed by strong consistent winds that chill us exactly to the point of feeling comfortable. We pass the days getting to know the island: First we tried to get lost several times. Apparently that was a very hard thing to do on a small island, so we settled for a cute local bakery we mistakely found on the road, exploring our capacity for local home made cakes. Our next plan was to visit the well known and beautiful Cura Hulanda hotel and museum. We walked around for hours, learning about slavery and racism, a fact that made us feel bad to be one of the "white people" but on second thaught we're jewish, we we're persecuted as well. So we're cool. We can drink our next PinaColada without any guilt.
The museum idea turned out wonderfully and the proof was that even though Gil dislikes museums, he actually survived for a very long time and didn't disapear to a near by cafe. It will be interesting to see how he manages the huge amount of museums on the next part of our trip- Europe.
After the first couple of days we relax and finlay got the real vibe of the Island: Do nothing. And nothing definitely works for us. We eat local-Linda food, dive, and chill. The days pass very fast, almost too fast as we begin to plan our next destinations- Cuba? Suriname? Colombia? Venezuela? Saba? Bonaire? So many places to chose from! Curacao opened our appetite to explore the Caribbean islands, to feel like we're living in a Hemingway book.
So, after some important thinking time on the hammock, while considering allot of different things, and by that we mean- which flight is the cheapest?? We finally decide on our next destination... Bonaire, here we come!
We're staying at Moni and Linda's house, a beautiful, almost too beautiful if there is such a thing, place on the ocean. But not "on the ocean" as a matter of speech, oh no, its right on the ocean front. We wake up every morning and go right down the steps to say bon bini to the sea. As the day continues we jump in several times to cool of and feel cool that we can jump into the sea from our balcony! We finish our day with a glass of wine looking at the sunset. And although the scenery and hospitality are idyllic, we don't want to get too comfortable, something that seems to be very easy over here. We still have a lot of places to explore and much much more to do.
The warm weather is followed by strong consistent winds that chill us exactly to the point of feeling comfortable. We pass the days getting to know the island: First we tried to get lost several times. Apparently that was a very hard thing to do on a small island, so we settled for a cute local bakery we mistakely found on the road, exploring our capacity for local home made cakes. Our next plan was to visit the well known and beautiful Cura Hulanda hotel and museum. We walked around for hours, learning about slavery and racism, a fact that made us feel bad to be one of the "white people" but on second thaught we're jewish, we we're persecuted as well. So we're cool. We can drink our next PinaColada without any guilt.
The museum idea turned out wonderfully and the proof was that even though Gil dislikes museums, he actually survived for a very long time and didn't disapear to a near by cafe. It will be interesting to see how he manages the huge amount of museums on the next part of our trip- Europe.
After the first couple of days we relax and finlay got the real vibe of the Island: Do nothing. And nothing definitely works for us. We eat local-Linda food, dive, and chill. The days pass very fast, almost too fast as we begin to plan our next destinations- Cuba? Suriname? Colombia? Venezuela? Saba? Bonaire? So many places to chose from! Curacao opened our appetite to explore the Caribbean islands, to feel like we're living in a Hemingway book.
So, after some important thinking time on the hammock, while considering allot of different things, and by that we mean- which flight is the cheapest?? We finally decide on our next destination... Bonaire, here we come!



Comments
I didn't know Gil does not like museums. How can you be a painter and not like museums? interesting. Other then that fact, from reading you blog I can get a "feeling" of you there. It is great!