Today we went snorkeling. I can now see why this place is called a diver’s hotspot!
Multicolored reef rings the banana shaped island. Purple, blue and magenta fish dip and duck through orange and yellow rock… black sea urchins crouch below jagged coral, schools of fish scatter like leaves, rusted canons and barnacle covered boats from the 18th century hide half submerged in the sand.
---- Well, to clarify, Omar SAID he saw a cannon when we were swimming from the beach. Supposedly there was “like a twenty foot one” near the shore, but upon returning we tried to find it – for thirty minutes – and we couldn’t. Mysterious canons! I told him maybe he was imagining it, a tropical form of p*nis envy… he didn’t like that too much. -----
The sand is white, so white I pretend its snow as I swim along the ocean floor. The water can’t be less than 75 degrees, and waves are nearly non-existent. Curacao sees perfect weather almost year round, yet tourists are known to flock to the other AåBC islands, especially Aruba, due to the semi desert landscape. The advantages for tourists, then, is seclusion and great preservation of the natural domain.
I am quickly falling head over heels for this enigmatic, hidden place… I can remember every moment, feel every second, and understand the brilliant purity that surrounds me!
More later : ) Off to search for that canon.
---- Well, to clarify, Omar SAID he saw a cannon when we were swimming from the beach. Supposedly there was “like a twenty foot one” near the shore, but upon returning we tried to find it – for thirty minutes – and we couldn’t. Mysterious canons! I told him maybe he was imagining it, a tropical form of p*nis envy… he didn’t like that too much. -----
The sand is white, so white I pretend its snow as I swim along the ocean floor. The water can’t be less than 75 degrees, and waves are nearly non-existent. Curacao sees perfect weather almost year round, yet tourists are known to flock to the other AåBC islands, especially Aruba, due to the semi desert landscape. The advantages for tourists, then, is seclusion and great preservation of the natural domain.
I am quickly falling head over heels for this enigmatic, hidden place… I can remember every moment, feel every second, and understand the brilliant purity that surrounds me!
More later : ) Off to search for that canon.
8 comments:
That photo and your stories make me long for the caribbean and a little kenny chesney, even though I am on vacation myself. soak it up!
It sounds so very magical......that place is going on my list!!!
Happy canon hunting!
hahahah i love it. Poor Omar, he is probably still the butt of all your jokes. I miss you so much, and sent you an email this morning. I am suppose to have coffee with Kate today, I am looking forward to it very much. I want to visit Curacao someday. Maybe we can go together. <3
It looks like heaven and it's so wonderful that you can feel and see everything in the real light ...not in an alcoholic haze.
You truly are stopping to smell the roses and savor every moment. Enjoy dearie, you deserve it.
I loved your description in this post, Little Bird, especially pretending the white sand is snow when you swim along the bottom. I've never thought about Curacau, but now I think I have some longing for the place!
So great to read of your crystal clear appreciation of all this...
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