To briefly summarize my trip to Aruba, it was like whipped cream on top of a most excellent vanilla bean frappuccino at Starbucks: Not the focal point, but nevertheless a most enjoyable addition to an already enjoyable experience.

Did it top the road trip? No.

Did it top Spain? Hell no.

Did it top Cuba ’08, or Jamaica ’10, or Dominican Republic ’04? No.


But it was still a lot of fun, and a worthwhile trip from which I will take away many memories.


As for the future, let’s do the math:

Twelve days left before move out day.

Six of these days will be taken up by work. The other six will be spent with good people in an attempt to squeeze the final few drops of goodness out of Summer ’11 before we leave its dry husk behind. And maybe I’ll get my driver’s license too.

Stay tuned.