Travel Blogs from Kralendijk
Third visit to Bonaire (see 2011 dive trip for general information about the island). Flew from Houston into Bonaire; return trip was through Newark.
Stayed with Bamboo Bali again; they are building two cabins, and from the pictures Anno showed up, they are going to be pretty high-end.
Finally made it to the grocery store; that was a site to behold. They have many of the foods we would find in the States, but their layout was extraordinary. I was unable to find any ...
... we were able to find more of Emily’s white lacy nudibranchs.
Next we went to the lake/Hilma Hooker. Colin wanted to go back to the wreck since he was distracted by his leaking BCD when we were there a few days ago. The entry at the lake wasn’t bad, but it was a significantly long swim out to the bouy. We had the obligatory barracuda on the wreck and the night sergeant who bit me was in the same location.
We finished ...
... There is a fee to do both. The roads to the Center are mostly dirt; watch out for goats and donkeys.
Bamboo Bali, again five-star.
Capriccio. If you like Italian food, you HAVE to eat here. The owners are from Italy and everything is made on site, including the pasta.
We spent the week in the water; 20 dives, so not really any comments on anything else this time around. Check out the photos!
... were to meet up with Chris and Karen Adams, (some other friends of Ray's) who had very kindly invited us to stay at their holiday home that night.
We had a great day catching up with them at their beautiful home. They had also very kindly invited Mark & Nancy and their beautiful daughter (who was a bit bored having to be with the old dears all night) and also Robbie Craig along for dinner that night so that we could all catch up
... that went inland toward some limestone cliffs. The water was definitely azure in spots, very clear. I was sad to see the road end, but it seemed over too fast. I headed back again through Rincon fromthen into Kralendijk, filled up the tank again, went back to the Lizard Inn, wrote out my postcards toheaded to the closer Macho Motors office to drop off the scooter. No sense pushing my luck. It was ...