We arrive in Aruba. The Holland America Rotterdam is already berthed in front of us. My back has been bothering me for several weeks, and long before I left home I had determined that I would not get off the ship.
Even before breakfast, my first chore is to check on the cluster of trees on the sandbar. Last trip they looked pretty sad. Now they are just a bunch of dead branches. No hope for a come back.
The kids go ashore and head to the beach. Everyone had a good time, so good that they did not make it back to the ship for laser tag.
Elisa returns with a fever, most likely just too much sun. Scott takes dinner to her and her mom in the cabin.
I have a lazy day on the ship.
Entertainment tonight is adult comedy. The usual format, two comedians, 25 minutes each. Definitely above average.
The Rotterdam leaves about noon, and shortly after the Carnival Vista squeezes into the berth in front of us. A big exercise in parallel parking in limited space. It helps significantly that the ship can move sideways into the dock.
All aboard is 10:30 PM. I'm sound asleep before we leave at about 11.
Tomorrow we will be in Curacao.