Dinner that night was at Papiamento House, a delicious Arubian restaurant located inside a 150-year-old mansion. We were seated in the back patio, which was lush with palms and flowers surrounding a large pool. The food was lovely, although my favorite part was the Pan Bollo with rum sauce--a local bread pudding dessert.
The host took out picture a few time, although I have to admit that as sweet as he was, he wasn't much of a photographer. This is the only one of the pictures that didn't come out completely blurry. Of course, it may be our complicated Nikon DSLR that's to blame.
Papiamento, by the way, is the name of the local language. It's an interesting one--a blend of Spanish, Dutch, French, and a few other languages. It sounds a bit like Portuguese with that gutteral rasp of the Dutch. I spent most of the time feeling like I could "sort-of" understand it.