Arrival in Curacao!

I left Aruba much earlier than expected. My flight left almost an hour earlier than what was scheduled. I had never seen something like this before, but I was certainly not mad! The small propeller plane made a fairly hard landing and the British woman behind me shouted as if she almost died. Believe me, it really, really wasn't scary at all.
I guess it was a good thing that we left so early, because I had to wait for a very long time -with many other frustrated visitors- at customs before I could finally enter the country.

The cute quay of Willemstad, the capital of Curacao.

The cute quay of Willemstad, the capital of Curacao.

When my visa finally got checked, I stepped outside and took a taxi to my hostel. The name of my place was great fun; the Ritz accommodations. Normally, the Ritz is an upscale hotel chain but this particular hotel/hostel was actually a budget option.

The hostel was an ice factory in a former life and now it was changed into a hotel and some small apartments to accommodate the many tourists of the island.

The friendly receptionist brought me to my room where the air conditioner had been running overtime, so it seemed.

I tried to hurry up a bit, so that I could go explore the city before it got too dark. Otherwise I had nothing more to my day.

It took me only around ten minutes walking before I got into the the center of Willemstad. The cheerful city feels very European. With its narrow streets and quaint shops it really made me think of home.

Along the waterfront are some beautiful colonial houses in lovely bright colors. After eating a delicious local dish, I strolled a little further and jumped on the free ferry boat to take me to the other side; Otrobanda.

I visited the small fortress that was transformed into a shopping plaza, but didn’t buy anything.

Since it was getting later and the beautiful blue sky started to become darker and darker, I decided to go back to the hostel.

When I arrived I noticed that my roommate had also arrived back in the room. The girl, Stephanie, came from the Netherlands and we immediately loved each other. The very social and funny girl would become my BFF while I was in Curacao. Isn’t it great how fast you can meet people that you really like while being abroad?!

The Queen Emma Bridge. A bridge that slides to the sides when boats want to cross.

The Queen Emma Bridge. A bridge that slides to the sides when boats want to cross.

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