DOCUMENTING FOR OUR FAMILY, FRIENDS & INNOCENT BYSTANDERS,
THE SIGHTS, SOUNDS AND TASTES OF OUR VARIOUS ADVENTURES.


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Aruba Nights


As the phone hits the deck once again, the morning routine and dance of the tiny bathroom begins until time to head to Giovanni’s.  
No Girare-U [which, those who have followed NOWAT since NOWAT-Italia 2001, know means  U-Turn] for hoodies was needed.
 
Since we'll be at sea all day until arrival in Oranjestad at 5PM, it’s another “Beach” day at the pool, or shopping, or casino, or… whatevah. 
 
Chucky and DL head to the 9-hole mini-golf on the windswept top deck to get some wind, sun, fun and free ball washes as it just rained and the holes are filled with water. 
Cute course, if you like ricochet golf, and playing the break was even more fun with the roll of the ship and a wind gust now and then.
 
Then Lunch was in order.  Giving Giovanni's a break, it was off to the Windjammer with lots of choices but still with the same tri-color hotdogs and hockey puck hamburgers on the grill for what seemed like, the last 4 days.  The pizza wasn’t bad though and the deserts were OK.
 
Then more Beach Day, or lazing around, and NOWAT composition until time to freshen up for dinner at the Driftwood at 7pm. 
 
We now pause to bring you a word about…
 
Time Zones, Ships time and how you’re supposed stick to one and ignore the other. 
Guess which is which.
OK, you savvy cruisers know the answer, for others… read on.
 
Since we crossed into a different time zone heading to Central America, all smart phones - which are usually set to automatically sync to the time zone you're in and which most of our bunch use to keep track of time - jumped backwards an hour to Central Time. 
Then, when we started back eastward to Cartagena, all phones jumped forward an hour, to EST.  
And just to make it more fun - If you know your geography - you'll know that Aruba is way east of Miami and is on AST [Atlantic Standard Time] so as we crossed another time zone, everyone’s phone jumped ahead  another hour!  
 
Sorta like Daylight Saving time changes gone berserk – on steroids.
 
So what is all this Time Zone change stuff leading to?
 
Well now… as most seasoned travelers know, cruisers in particular, being aware of time zone differences and keeping yourself on “Ships Time” [EST - as the announcement on the Ships P.A. continually admonish you to do] and how it can affect your plans is an important fact to keep in mind.  Particularly if you’re planning on going ashore for either planned excursions or just to explore on your own. 
 
Shore excursions booked through the ship are committed to get you back at least a half hour before the ship embarks. 
Excursions, or private tours booked with locals, function on LOCAL time.  
 
The ship leaves on “Ships Time”. If not careful, you can very easily “Miss the Boat” if you don’t keep track of “Ships Time”.
 
By now, Dragon Chic was getting very confused as her Apple watch, alternately linked and unlinked with her iPhone and has changed time three times since she left Miami. 
 
She, Donna and everyone else with their iPhone’s and Android’s alike - set to Auto Sync - had NO idea what the real time was except… Chucky, who still wears a watch, and who - Common it’s CHUCKY - was aware of this anomaly and never changed his watch since boarding.

The point of the lesson:
Wear a watch, Like Chucky, or set your phone to the Manual time setting before getting on the ship to keep it on ships time, never changing either from port to port.
 
Now on with our tale…
 
Soooo, while still in Las Vegas, on PST, Ellen had made reservations at the Driftwood, in the middle of downtown Orangested for 7pm, not realizing that Aruba is on AST, an hour ahead of Ships time, which is on EST.

Are you following this?  If not, ask your grandkids to explain it… much like they have to, for the umpteenth time, explain how to reset the blinking clock on your  VCR
[Do you still have one of those?]
 
So, even though we docked at 5pm “Ships Time”, it was really 6pm “Aruba Time” and didn’t have “plenty of time” as we thought, to leisurely stroll to the restaurant since, of course… we couldn’t debark until cleared by the Aruban authorities, which was almost 630pm “Aruba time”.
 
Now we had to get off the ship [long line] and walk the half mile to the main road to hustle a cab to the Driftwood.
We would be cutting it close as it was imperative to be on time - the Driftwood is a VERY busy Aruba institution for locals and tourist alike.  AND… there were 3 other ships in port!
 
S&E were first off the ship and were waiting alllll-the-Waaaay down by the bus / taxi / rickshaw / tuktuk - whatevah stand, outside the port gate.
 
L&D were waiting just past the Gangway for C&I who were just hustling off the ship after another Girare-U” – for the hoodie.
 
This took another 20 minutes to regroup as, back and forth "Where are ya?" texts were taking forever to transmit while the ships Wi-Fi was battling the local cell service for control of transmissions.  More on Ships Wi-Fi later.
 
They all finally hooked up and hi-jacked a cabbie/van out of the queue who was heading for another call after a drop off. 
A promise of 6 fares @ $5 each on the way to his call got THEM on the way to the Driftwood via every back street he could find, [the main drag was jammed with taxis, busses rickshaws, tuktuks, loaded with locals and... 3 shiploads of tourists, all heading to dinner or wherevah] depositing at the door of the Driftwood, precisely at 6:59PM AST.

Wheewwww… 
Let’s let HIM catch his breath before continuing this slowly wilting tale of Time, Taxies, Wi-Fi and VCR settings.
 
 OK, to continue...
 
The Driftwood is a delightful, rustic eatery, obviously decorated nautically with a Fresh Seafood heavy menu.  FRESH as in, “it was swimming this morning”, and some of the best HOT Garlic Bread, EVER, delivered even before the drink order was taken.
 
Rather than go into their expansive menu and everyone’s order just go to:
 
Then, when in Aruba, you must head directly to:
Driftwood Building
Klipstraat 12,
Orengestad, Aruba 

[Or, just Hi-Jack a Taxi. They'll know exactly how to get you there, back streets and all] 

Then sit back and enjoy some of the Best Cocktails, “FRESH” {Seriously, it was swimming this morning!!} Seafood and after dinner Specialty Coffees in the Southern Caribbean.
 
Tell ‘em Lesley Blum Kitttler sent ya, then pass it on.
 
After a leisurely stroll back to the ship, it was Casino time for some, jammies time for others as it had been a long day of fun, frivolity, FRESH FISH, Crab Cakes, time change and whatevah,
[Lemme tell you ‘bout them Crab Cakes!!!].
 
Tomorrow is a full day in Aruba and with no particular plans, we'll catch up with the Fabulous Foibles of TE6 in the next episode of:
“Do you know what time it REALLY is?”
 

 

Ciao 4 Now

Uncle Chuck & The Luvin’ The Driftwood, 

Dragon Lady


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