a simpler sound.

Aruba in 10 Photos.

This says it all.
Now let's play, Where's Waldo?
[except I'm Waldo, minus the red and white striped outfit]

So apparently it's SUPER windy in Aruba, duly noted.
No, my hair doesn't always look this awesome.
The private island: Flamingo Beach. Quiet. Empty. Peaceful. Perfect.
This aqua blue water makes my heart melt. 

The flamingo posse liked to hang out at the other end of the beach.
I still don't know why their knees bend backwards.

The other beach was named after these happy, romaine lettuce loving iguanas.
This guy asked for caesar dressing on the side :ba dum pish:
My personal hammock.  I spent hours laying here, listening to music, reading, sleeping.
If I could love an inanimate object as much as a person, it would be this hammock.

This is Freddie, my Pelican friend.  He kept me company by the hammock.
I probably spent half my trip watching these amazing birds scoop fish out of the water.

These are some very happy sand-covered toes.
[also, check out my sweet tattoo- if only it were real...some day soon!]
When the beach was too hot to handle, I drank Sex on the Beach: my cocktail of choice :)
I also made tasty drinks in the hotel room with the bottle of Admiral Nelson's Coconut Rum I procured [no, I couldn't afford Malibu], along with mango juice and club soda.  Yum.

Aruba brought zen to my life, even if it was just for a few days :)

En Route to Aruba: mystery islands?

I'm back from five glorious days spent basking in the sun and breeze of Aruba.  By far, it was one of the most relaxing trips I've ever been on.  I decided to stay completely off the grid [no cell phone, no internet] for the entire trip, and I feel like my brain has recharged. I've got oodles of breathtaking beach photography to share, but first, I had to address this more pressing matter.  

While flying to Aruba, I had a window seat [by chance since I gave up my original middle seat to a man who wanted to sit with his little boy; kind, yes- but more selfish because I LOVE window seats].  After watching this movie [one which made me rethink and appreciate the beauty of silence- I'm not even being sarcastic and yes this was an Eddie Murphy movie] I looked outside my window and saw this chain of islands [see above].

Since this wasn't one of those fancy planes that had the in-seat GPS tracking every inch of the flight, I had no way of knowing what land mass we were actually flying over.  I performed some in-depth research [four to five minutes of Googling], but had no luck.  In later photos, you can see that parts of this island chain [or archipelago, as my sixth grade social studies teaching brain likes to recall], are definitely inhabited, so I'm just awfully curious as to what mysterious islands I was looking down upon.  The water was so unbelievably crystalline turquoise, I could probably see a large creature in the ocean if I squinted hard enough [I'd still love to see whale sharks in the wild one day!].  

Down to brass tacks: if you or a loved one has any idea of what islands these are, please contact me immediately!  In the meantime, they will remain a mystery. In my mind I will assume they are part of the epic series derivative of LOST [LOST: islands of Atlantis? Let's make it happen...] somehow, and that will temporarily quell any curiosities. 

Continued happy travels and look for more posts on my island getaway to come. 

Leaving on a Jetplane.

I'm so fortunate I get to travel on a fairly frequent basis.  Whether it's for work, or to visit friends, or just to get out of Atlanta for a little while [and on occasion off to anther country!], I'll use any excuse to go on a trip. 

Today, as you read this, I'm either on my way to Aruba [yes, the tropical, Caribbean island!] or I've just arrived there.  I'm off on a girls trip for a few days, where all I plan to do is lay on this very beach [yes, our hotel has its own private island that supposedly has pink flamingos wandering around on it- this BETTER be true, or else I want my money back!]. 

Hopefully I'll get to write some posts from Aruba, though I'm not sure what the wifi situation is like there. It's certainly not free in the hotel room [why is it that only Howard Johnsons and Holiday Inns give out free wifi these days? Seriously, if I'm paying for a higher end hotel- at least give me this ONE amenity! Rant done].

So just in case you don't hear from me for a few days, check out this mix I made.  Yes, it's entirely flight-related.  Some songs are great and I actually like listening to when flying, others not so much, but it's a decent mix.  I'm also working on my beach mix [which involves a lot of Friendly Fires and Bob Marley].

Very shortly after returning from Aruba, I actually make my way to the opposite side of the world [and more importantly, to a drastically different climate] to Alaska.  There will be lots of hiking, white water rafting, [summer] dog sledding, salmon fishing [no, not in the Yemen], bear hunting [not to kill, just to see in the wild!], and so forth.  I need to rest up on the beach, since I'll be very busy in Alaska.  The sun will actually never set when I'm up there, so I'll get to cram lots of nature in one trip.  Can't wait!

Safe travels this summer!

The Flying Mix.

1. Leaving on a Jet Plane - Chantal Kreviazuk
2. Wheels - Foo Fighters
3. In the Aeroplane Over the Sea - Neutral Milk Hotel
4. Airplanes - B.o.B.
5. Air Traffic Control - Jets to Brazil
6. A Quick Little Flight - Armor for Sleep
7. One Flight One Flame - The Sleeping
8. Jet Airliner - Steve Miller Band
9. Hawaiian Air - Friendly Fires
10. Air Traffic - Owl City
11. Such Great Heights - The Postal Service
12. On My Way Back Home - Band of Horses