Last night, TG went out to our balcony and said, "Goodnight Moon" all by herself. I then asked her to say goodnight to everything else and of course repeat it for the camera.
She said goodnight to the moon, the ocean, the beach, the sand, the waterfalls, the palapas and of course, Aruba.
We then spoke up how we're going home tomorrow and how we will be at an airport and on another airplane. Soon we'll see Zoe, our dog.
TG went to the telephone and 'called Zoe'. I can hear her say Hello Zoe and have a conversation.
I packed while TG ate most of my french fries and occasionally fed me her spaghetti.
My back is still red but not as prickly. I have developed a dry throat and a cough. Oh and AF is causing major cramping and a giant zit to form on my chin. Joy. I'm a hot mess.
It's 8am now. TG is still asleep. DH has to pack. I need to finish packing.
It seems like DH was not able to relax as I had hoped.
It seems like the days flew by.
It seems like we couldn't do some of the things we wanted to do, take pictures mainly.
But that's ok. I'm ready to go home. I'm tired and I miss my bed.
We had a great time and I'd like to come back another time when DH doesn't have to spend it indoors studying.
I think we are ready to go home.
Too bad we can't take the clear blue waters, soft sand and palapa with us.