We drove out to the desert to see wild goats and wild asses, visited a church that Indians built back in the 1700s then rebuilt in the 1950s, ate at a restaurant in the middle of dessert, swam at Baby Beach (yes, that's the name of the beach) then did some gift shopping where I ended up getting nothing although the wooden colored pencils looked cool. Everywhere in Aruba is so picture perfect and it's definitely a one happy island!
