Oranjestad

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 Fresh off the boat and into the city I went. Passing the tourist shops and trinkets for a more natural experience. 

THE ROAD TO BABY BEACH WAS PAVED IN CACTUS ON ONE SIDE, HIL SIDES AND CLIFFS ON THE OTHER. WITH JUST A SMALL SLIDING WINDOW IN THE BACK SEAT OF A CRAMED MIMI-VAN TUNRED BUS, I COULD TASTE THE SALT IN THE AIR CARRIED OFF THE SHORES AND AROUND THE MUSK THAT PERFUMED. 

No such thing as too much Time, 

Oh does She have her ways,

Only when the dial strikes close can the many fade into few

Seeking the river Lethe 

Like a fermented grape 

The same nectar drips

From the lips of her edges 

To the brim of the chalice in hand 

Making all stand still in ideal threat

[excerpt from "Green Eyes"

 With the sun so close the air around me amplified the colors into brilliant dances of what little touched land looks like.