Sigh. I had a hard time finding the energy to blog after going to Key West last March, and now I’m having a hard time finding the energy to blog after spending a week in Bonaire, possibly the most obscure of the Netherlands Antilles and a SCUBA diver’s paradise.
I was not the person on this trip with a submersible housing for my camera, and I am consequently not at the moment in possession of any underwater shots, but I promise: I went down to 120 feet. I saw a green moray, spotted eels, tiger tails, a slipper lobster, an octopus, lots of squid, an eagle ray, scorpion fish, and tons and tons of beautiful tropical fish amid stunning, healthy coral reefs. It was awesome.
Let’s have some non-diving shots of Bonaire.
We stayed at Buddy Dive, a resort dedicated to SCUBA diving. Yes, that’s right. A whole resort for divers. Unlimited air and nitrox fills. A scuba shop. Docks and stairs for accessing the ocean. Trucks to rent to access other parts of the ocean. Boats taking you out to even more parts of the ocean. Bulletin boards to report animals you’ve seen. Unbelievable. Buddy Dive is the cluster of yellow buildings just left of center.
Bonaire is also home to the best beach I’ve ever been on: Lac Bay. Lac Bay is about one by two miles, all of which has a white sandy bottom and which is never more than chest-deep. It was incredible.
The city on Bonaire is Kralendijk. It features many many tshirt shops, a Subway restaurant, and a KFC.
Bonaire’s climate seems to be “arid”. There are palm trees and bougainvillea, but there are also cacti and lots of scrub. There are also donkeys. And goats. And iguanas. And flamingos.
Dollars and Guilders are accepted at all retail establishments with equal cheer, and change is often given in a mixture of both.
The remote south end of the island is dotted with eerie, Blair Witch-like beach art.
By the way, aside from the sand around Lac Bay, Bonaire’s coast is mainly broken coral. Or cliffs. You don’t really want to lie out, on this stuff.
Like most Caribbean islands, Bonaire has a history of slavery. There are red slave huts still there…
And white slave huts.
Bonaire’s major industries are tourism and salt. You see here a pink evaporating pool and, if you look closely, white mountains of sea salt in the distance.
And there are SCUBA divers. Did I mention that? Lots of them. Lots and lots of them. Lots… and lots… and lots of SCUBA divers.
Underwater pix as soon as I get my hands on them, cross my heart.