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Can’t remember what we ate, but remember thinking it was good. First evening we ate at the buffet which was wonderful. Whoever said that you don’t go there for the food – I don’t know what you’re used to eating, but I can’t imagine anything better that what we had at the Red Parrot and the Paparizzi (sp). What a tough life! About 5:00 we’d shower and get ready for dinner.įood – I can’t say enough about the restaurants at the Tamarijn. Each day we’d head to breakfast, lollygag at the beach while waiting for the bars to open (we had bar radar – we just KNEW when they were opened!), eat lunch at either the buffet or the pizza bar, then go back to the beach or the pool area and do jack sh*t. (actually, I forgot what ANYthing looked like and didn’t wear make-up all week either!) anyhoo, back to doing jack sh*t. I will say this – I was NOT prepared for the WIND! When you were on the beach, the sand actually stung! I had read that Aruba was a windy island, but geesh! Forget what your hair looks like all week. We’d lollygag for awhile, then go and do jack sh*t for awhile heehee. The rest of the week mostly consisted of doing 2 things – lollygagging and doing jack sh*t. It would’ve been very romantic if I’d taken my husband instead. (J made us drink a couple every morning before the bars opened so we wouldn’t get dehydrated!) There is just nothing like being able to walk 20 yards to the water! And to listen to the waves crash outside your door all night. We had brought bottled water with us to refill and keep in the fridge – very good idea. Fresh flowers in a brandy snifter was a nice touch. (Turned out that A stayed in the lower level at night also – guess sis didn’t want to be like the old days when we had to share a bed!heehee). A got a lower-level room, J and I got upperlevel.This worked out great, because we could use the lower level when beaching it to run to the restroom, and the upper level at night. The bellhop (wish I could remember his name – he was so nice!) took us to our rooms in the golf cart, stopping at the Bunker Bar on the way for a pina colada!! We had requested connecting rooms which they couldn’t accommodate in the 1900 block, but the gods were smiling upon us that day. Well, there is nothing more I can say about the Tam that Arubalisa didn’t cover in her trip report, except to say “WOW!!!” No its not the fanciest, but the service and the view and the beach and, well, I definitely will stay at the Tam if I get to return to Aruba! For those who say you don’t go to the Tam for the food – whaaaaaa? We thought the food was terrific!! But first, back to checking in. (I actually thought he’d charge extra for the bags and then the tip…so that’s what I had in my hand.) anyhow, he was just the nicest man and I went ahead and made arrangements for him to pick up my sister on Wed and my friend and I on Friday. He charged us $17, I paid him $34 I think. We had 2 larger checked bags, then a carryon apiece. I told him I wanted to get a bottle of Ponch Crème (?) to bring home. Anyhow, Bully advised us on where to get a bus and what to avoid etc if we wanted to come downtown.
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(neither a plus or minus, just an observation). Immediately, we noticed that Aruba looked like an island which had more money than other islands we’ve visited.
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We had to wait several minutes (20 maybe?)to get waited on at Fastphones, but just considered this to be “island time.” After securing the phone (Bully had A and J already loaded up!) we headed to the Tam.
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After arriving in Aruba, we looked for Bully (taxi driver – more on him later) who was waiting patiently for us with a sign with my name on it. Everything went smoothly, good flight to AUA. We departed Charleston WV at 6:00am (with A making it in the nick of time – she is always running late) and we had a 3-hour layover in ATL. (A has done a couple, and once went all by herself to Jamaica!) anyhoo, let me first say that I am sooooo thankful to my hubby for suggesting Aruba for our girl trip, because it was just the best trip EVER!! (except, of course, for any trip I have taken with hubby!). This is a first trip to Aruba for me, my sister (will call her “A”) and my best friend (will call her “J”). Feb 29 (Friday) to March 7 (Friday) except it was Saturday before we made it home!