i'm not complaining though, believe me.
work was crazy catch up and so was catching up with my reader, but as of 10pm last night my reader was clear!
so i surprised myself a couple of times this past week, i even did a little soul searching - it's good for you! for example i didn't get drunk once. NOT ONCE. which hilariously my mom gave me shit for. while she wanted to go bar hopping i didn't want to be social with anyone but her and my sissy.
she called me lame, i call me smart.
but because of my lack of partying i have never felt so rested from a vacation in all my life. not drinking rocks! well, it will until thursday night at least.
upon arriving on the happy island we checked into our resort and my mom, sissy and i got to take in our balcony view.
coincidentally enough my cousins (grog, khaki, jenna and david) were also in aruba staying 3 resorts down from us for our first few days there. obvy this meant family fun time.
can someone say excursion?!?
we decided to head to the remote desert side of the island to search for the natural pool - while hitting a few other spots along the way.
we hopped into our two rented jeep wranglers not knowing really where we were going.
we got lost, a
but the search for the illusive natural pool was worth the hunt. although we realized why this pool wasn't exactly marketed to tourists...... it is hard as HELL to find the damn place.
you have to do some serious bumpy and rocky terrain, huge inclines and follow barely there dirt
was i scared driving?
heck no, i laugh in the face of 4 x 4 off-roading. HA! HA! HA!
upon finally finding a mini sign stating that the natural pool is a 20 minute hike away we continue our journey - by car.
good thing, because that sign was a big fat lie.
we park the jeeps half way to where we think the pool is but end up still have about a 3 mile very hilly hike ahead of us.
it was fine, going down. up? not so much.
finally we see the pool from a cliff. my mom and khaki decide they have had enough. we were supposed to be back at the resort by noon. it was now 2:30pm and we still had a hike to the pool.
at this point they (mom and khaki) decide to just cop a squat and let the rest of us go on ahead while they watched from their perch.
now my mom being the ever so technically savvy woman tried to capture our descent on my camera.
the following is my favorite video of my mom thinking that my camera is broken when in all reality it was just in video mode. plus, she curses in the clip and who doesn't giggle when their mom curses?!?!
i actually have FIVE more versions of the above video - just like this one. oh mommy, what would i do without you?
after we took a well deserved dip in the pool we had to hike back to the jeeps and make our trek back to the barely paved roads.
but not without a few bumps along the way.
i told you it was rocky!
FINALLY we made it back to the resort just in time to head to flying fishbone for a seaside dinner. this place was awesome, seriously.
the next day my cousins headed back to ohio and my mom sissy and i did a whole not of nothing, in the best way possible.
we ate, a lot.
we gambled, a little.
but i have realized that you can never win two days in a casino. The first night we really gambled i spent about $60 but walked out with $140. awesome right? i heart black jack.
a couple of days later we gambled again, and of course the casino took all my winnings back. sons of bitches.
oh well, its all in the name of fun.
we also played the european/south american, american or honeymooner game.
european/south american qualities
-they didn't speak engligh (duh)
-the men wore tight jean capris
-the smoked, A LOT
-the women rocked out on the beach topless
-the women didn't care how many pounds over 200 they were they still had on bikinis. WHY?!?!
-the men wore cut off t-shirts
-usually over weight
-would yell at their kids a lot
-they either looked miserable or in love
-the brides forgot that their wedding was over and were now allowed to eat again. plate of carrots anyone?
-they had radars on for other honeymooners just like them who there would sit and talk with them for hours dissecting and comparing their perfect day
there are also two types of resort people. beach people and pool people.
i am a beach person - man, i don't like hanging out at the pool. i can do that in ohio.
the beach people are chill, reading their books and what not.
the pool people are crazy frat boys having their 23rd watered down margarita while peeing themselves sitting at the swim up pool bar.
i only got in the pool one time the entire time - i go to the ocean to pee thank you very much : )
vacation is hands down the BEST people watching.
i even enjoyed observing the poor high schoolers who were too old to really do the kid activities but too young to have any real fun. these kids would normally just sit in the lobby with their rented laptops pouting and being emo/hipsters.
onto some random pics.
um, so who cries from their balcony at a wedding for people that they don't even know? this girl!
my sissy rockin' out her ghetto fabulous earrings. yes they are gold, and yes they spell out her name - nicolette - only her.
so yeah, that's the cliff notes version of my vacation. it was a wonderful time and i hope i don't have to wait too long to go back to paradise.
sidenote: congrats to my friend julie and her husband aaron, they got married the saturday before i left for aruba in a beautiful wedding! yay them!
oh and another sidenote: i am going to be in chicago next weekend visiting some friends. i have contacted a few of you chicago bloggers for a little lunch get together that saturday afternoon - let me know if anyone else will be around!