So the gang made it to Bonaire in one piece even with the madness of driving around in New Jersey If you haven’t been to New Jersey then think of it of a bunch of highways all coming together in one city and all coming out to the same location. Like most American cities directions are optional or it seems to be that way.
We got into the airport and like most islands the service was at the speed of an income tax return. then almost an hour to get the truck thank god Harold and Annie were second in line for a rental. Then getting the truck to turnabout in the airport was a treat as well, one way all the way around nice ramps over the sidewalks except for the last one where your own your on.
Then arrival at the Wannadive Hut to singing morning birds and barking dogs which are the norm at this time of the day and unlike other third world countries I have been to no-one shot any of them. Check in and we discovered that we left a bag at the airport, so the gang minus me headed back to the airport while I went looking for a diet coke/pepsi.
