I'm back ... sort of
20 July 2007 18:55![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wyntir_knightWell, today is my last day in Aruba. It's been nice and relaxing ... kind of.
I've purchased an internet card so that I can check on our flight, I figured I should check on my accounts while I'm at it.
We arrived in DC as planned on Friday, had a nice lunch and dinner and we saw the new Harry Potter movie. Everything was good until about 10pm when we got a call from my aunt, who's housesitting for us. She doesn't know how, but Tika, my eldest cat (and my familiar) broke her front right leg quite badly. She was brought to the vet who said that she had broken her elbow and would need surgery as soon as the swelling went down a bit. She ended up having the surgery on Tuesday and the vet said it went very well. My Aunt Vicie is taking care of her, making she she doesn't jump on anything, gets her pills, and does her physio. She'll be fine but she will get arthritis earlier than she normally would.
Needless to say, I was a mess until we heard that the surgery was successful. Truth to tell, I almost flew home from Washington when we got the news. Of course, I wouldn't have been able to do anything and I would have made Vicie feel even worse than she already does. So we flew off to Aruba and I'm really glad we went. It's beautiful here. The ocean is incredible, the beaches are whiter than I've ever seen in my life, and the heat is wonderful ... it'd be awful if it wasn't for the breeze, but the wind is always there. There's a part of me that is kind of panicky about it, though. Back home in Ottawa, when a wind like this picks up it means a major storm is coming. Here, it's just normal.
After the worry about Tika was over, I finally got to relax. Lay by the pool, go into the ocean, bake myself in the sun, and drink far too much alcohol. It's been more than relaxing. In fact, on several occasions, I've found myself forgetting what day it is. I'm glad though that it's just a week. I think any longer than that and my brain would turn to mush. Besides, some of the other guests are really begining to grate on me.
By no means are they all annoying, but a good number are prime examples of why Americans are so hated everywhere they go. I have met many wonderful people here from New York, New Jersey, and Miami, but a small number of them are terrible. Like the Jersey Frat Boys next door, and the Long Islander who started screaming at the local staff because they didn;'t speak proper English. ... I'm sorry, but I could understand the locals far better than I couls this woman. It really is a pity. As an American, I know we're not all like this, but when you see these loud, obnoxious examples, you have to wonder.
I'll be heading off tomorrow morning, so the next major post is likely to be from Ottawa. I have done quite a bit of writing, however, so I may post that before my internet card expires. Photos will be posted on Sunday, likely.
I've purchased an internet card so that I can check on our flight, I figured I should check on my accounts while I'm at it.
We arrived in DC as planned on Friday, had a nice lunch and dinner and we saw the new Harry Potter movie. Everything was good until about 10pm when we got a call from my aunt, who's housesitting for us. She doesn't know how, but Tika, my eldest cat (and my familiar) broke her front right leg quite badly. She was brought to the vet who said that she had broken her elbow and would need surgery as soon as the swelling went down a bit. She ended up having the surgery on Tuesday and the vet said it went very well. My Aunt Vicie is taking care of her, making she she doesn't jump on anything, gets her pills, and does her physio. She'll be fine but she will get arthritis earlier than she normally would.
Needless to say, I was a mess until we heard that the surgery was successful. Truth to tell, I almost flew home from Washington when we got the news. Of course, I wouldn't have been able to do anything and I would have made Vicie feel even worse than she already does. So we flew off to Aruba and I'm really glad we went. It's beautiful here. The ocean is incredible, the beaches are whiter than I've ever seen in my life, and the heat is wonderful ... it'd be awful if it wasn't for the breeze, but the wind is always there. There's a part of me that is kind of panicky about it, though. Back home in Ottawa, when a wind like this picks up it means a major storm is coming. Here, it's just normal.
After the worry about Tika was over, I finally got to relax. Lay by the pool, go into the ocean, bake myself in the sun, and drink far too much alcohol. It's been more than relaxing. In fact, on several occasions, I've found myself forgetting what day it is. I'm glad though that it's just a week. I think any longer than that and my brain would turn to mush. Besides, some of the other guests are really begining to grate on me.
By no means are they all annoying, but a good number are prime examples of why Americans are so hated everywhere they go. I have met many wonderful people here from New York, New Jersey, and Miami, but a small number of them are terrible. Like the Jersey Frat Boys next door, and the Long Islander who started screaming at the local staff because they didn;'t speak proper English. ... I'm sorry, but I could understand the locals far better than I couls this woman. It really is a pity. As an American, I know we're not all like this, but when you see these loud, obnoxious examples, you have to wonder.
I'll be heading off tomorrow morning, so the next major post is likely to be from Ottawa. I have done quite a bit of writing, however, so I may post that before my internet card expires. Photos will be posted on Sunday, likely.