Visiting Willemstad, Curacao/Carlos Pueblo

Visiting Willemstad, Curacao/Carlos Pueblo

On the next morning after Aruba, we arrived to Willemstad, the capital city of

Curacao, an island nation of the Kingdom of Netherlands. I must say my respect

to this Kingdom for the better off situation of the old islands of slave trade. Did

I mention that the Dutch used to rule Taiwan for 37 years? I read a brief history

Of Taiwan when I was a child. Sometimes I am wondering if we, the Taiwanese,

be better off under the Dutch rule and get rid of the territorial demand of China

and I shall discuss that subject after my completion of this series of journal.

Curacao is another pretty island where I went to visit two portions of the old

town between Queen Emma’s pontoon, a floating flat ship bridge.

On the right direction of the disembark, it is Rif Fort, that the island is famous for

the beautiful coral under crystal clear sea water. It was early in the morning and I

climbed up to the garrison wall and sit at the side walk of a restaurant facing

Venezuela, only 19 miles away, for several oil platforms and tankers in work. A

beautiful Disney colors building casino is next inside the fort and more tourists were

moving in. Then, I walked away from the fort and back to the pier across the bridge.

A local senior with a plastic bag with fruits caught my eyes and I asked him where was

the fruit market. He pointed the direction on the left after the bridge and told me the

passion fruit called pakita in Venezuelan Spanish. It is big yet sour with a green color

outside. I walked on another pier with yachts on the bay and noticed people were

fishing with only a string with a battery power fish bait attached to it. The fish caught

were many and spread on the ground and water barrel.

The open fruit and vegetable market is perpendicular to the pier not far away. I closely

checked the produce and selected two small mango and four passion fruit and took

off for a place to eat them. The Chicago couple, the husband sit next to me at the Sushi

demonstration, found me at the door step of a gift shop and asked me what I was doing.

I asked him about the leftover of the demonstration and he replied that there was none

leftover on that day. That made me feel much better that Louisa, my dinner companion,

indicated to me when she passed by the Java Café. He mentioned that he had had plenty

Sushi and Sashimi hat day and mine was a good size which made me even more proud of
myself. I was very disappoint with both fruits which I purchased for poor quality.

I was ready to head back to the cruise ship. Jade released her off duty staff right after noon.

I met several daughters and their friends on the old town main street and the bridge, Delora

of the Jasmine and her group of friends, Catherine of the Garden Cafe and her handsome boyfriend on the way across the bridge, Mara, the custodian and her group of friends, and

Arnie of the Le Bistro and Michelle of the Cagney’s. They were all so charming and beautiful

like the cherry blossom in the spring.