Calvin and I where were bound for South America. But first a layover in Aruba…

Keshi Yena, a traditional dish in Aruba

We landed in Oranjestad, Aruba at 3PM and our 5-hour island layover was about to begin. Priorities first: we quickly hailed a taxi and asked him to drive us to his favorite food joint. Given that everything was closed on Sundays, he delivered. Here’s the Keshi Yena, a traditional dish of spicy chicken, peppers, capers, olives and tomatoes baked in the hollowed-out rind of a Gouda cheese. Genius.

Traditional curried Chicken in Aruba

Much to the disgust of every trend dieter out there, #Ilovecarbs. I’m an equal opportunity carb consumer and I love them in the form of bread, crackers, noodles, cookies and to my delight, this curried chicken with a side of black bean rice.

Palm Beach, where we had finally had a moment to recover from food coma before running off to catch our next flight.

At last we arrived at the “High Rise” neighborhood of Oranjestad, an area lined with American hotel chains, McDonald’s, and Starbucks (aka gentrification at its finest).

Palm Beach, where we had finally had a moment to recover from food coma before running off to catch our next flight.

A much-appreciated moment to recover from food coma.

Palm Beach in Aruba

And off to Venezuela we go!

 

 

 

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