We
last found our Wacky Duo High stepping for the Bus at the Curacao Liqueur plant
as the Roll Call gang hung out the windows and cheered them on, or was that a few Bronx
Cheers they heard… Whatevah.

The
tour proceeded around the East Side of the island visiting various communities,
the Old Jewish Neighborhood {originally colonized by Jews who had first fled to Portugal to escape the Spanish Inquisition} where serious renovations were underway, then through
some interesting Government Housing where if you qualify, you can start out in
a modest little bungalow and pay according to your means, moving up in size or
buying from the government as your income improves.
buying from the government as your income improves.
stopping for pictures of the bay, just before the last stop - the Curacao Seaqarium Beach.
Sylvian gave all instructions to be back in a little more than an hour – Shooting a grinning glare at our Wacky Duo for emphasis and we were off to visit a lovely restricted access area where you can wander around a modified entertainment / Restaurant / tchotchke mall, or hang out at the various Tiki Bars.
Our
group got a bit separated as MD-NK-M&M
headed to find the restrooms and then on to the beach area only to be stopped
by a guard asking if they were going to use the beach, referring them to a lady
from the Seaqarium staff who wanted to charge a fee if they did.
Not this crowd, they were headed for the
shade of the larger Tiki bar and some Snacks, Fruity drinks and a little chill
time.
MD-NK-M&M getting ready to walk
along the waters edge {out of sight of “Mr Pay Me A Fee”} to the nice rocky
outcrops for some photo ops, so we tag along for a
- pose – grin – click –one more – ok…
- pose – grin – click –one more – ok…


Not only does he get a rookie bar back trying his hand at what must have been his first Margarita order - since he kept trying to put rum in it while running between the mixing tin and the hidden bar book or whatever he was trying to read – but after two failed attempts, and Chucky convincing him that Rum Carribbean was not Tequila – Chucky finally had to take over the mixing task almost having to slice his own limes for the fresh press much to the amusement of the few customers sitting around the bar. What was supposed to have been a quick hop for 2 margaritas took up the better part of 20 minutes.
Back
with the crowd:
“Where
the Hell did you go? We thought you might have been arrested for Fraudulent Use of the Beach." She Grins.
“Don’t
Ask – The answer will NOT be pretty”

Time
to head to the Bus – as he whines:
‘Hey
Wait… I still got Nachos here!!!”
“Too
Bad”“ She glares… I ain't running again!”
Welllll... they didn't but 2 other couples did as Sylvian gave them the obligatory but grinning Glare of Doom and we were off to Downtown Willemstad for
a little sightseeing, and maybe dinner.
Soooo
we got directed towards our destination over the Queen Emma Bridge {the largest floating pontoon bridge still
in operation. {Ranked #2 of 35 attractions in Willemstad by TripAdvisor}
Now
she is REALLY BOOKING it as Chucky reaches over to help her LEAP – yeah LEAP
over the widening Chasm, red faced and out of breath. His only regret is that his pocket camera was
just that, –in his pocket and off – as the look on her face at full gallop was
PRICELESS…
“And
I thought you weren't gonna run any more today.” He snickers.
“Watch
it Smart Ass!” She huffs and
puffs at him.
Fortunately
Michelle had downloaded and printed a rudimentary map to the Synagogue from the
bridge and we found it without too much of a hassle.
Unfortunately
it was already closed for the day but…

- Pose – Grin – Click – Again… OK…Next
Earlier, we had asked Sylvian for dining recommendations – we wanted to eat where the Locals Eat, not the tourist spots, but he advised that the Locals finish eating around 2PM, and since it was now well after 4PM those places were closed. He did recommend a Local, somewhat touristy spot, Gouverner de Rouville considered one of the better spots in town on the river that had several local dishes. {Ranked #11 of 126 Restaurants in Willemstad by TripAdvisor}
After striking
out at a the Iguana and Iguana Too - a Waterside café/Bar - we decided to cross
back over the bridge and see what De Gouverner {as the locals call it} was all
about.
And…of
Course… you know what’s coming next…
Since
this got a bit longer than planned [Yeah…
right - He’s just plain wordy] we’ll
leave you hangin’ on the bridge with them and fill you in on dinner etc in the
next installment -
Curacao – Part Trois
Uncle Chuck & The Gettin’ Damn Tired of this Bridge
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