03/09/2026
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I came to Aruba with what I now realize were highly delusional expectations. Before I got here, I told myself: "You’re going to be an active traveler! You’re going to wake up at 6 AM, go for runs on Eagle Beach, hike Arikok National Park, and maybe do some sunrise yoga."Cut to reality: The most strenuous physical activity I have performed in the last four days was walking from my beach lounge chair to the taco truck. And let me tell you, by step four, I was questioning my life choices. The heat here hits different. It doesn't inspire you to run, it inspires you to melt into the sand like a forgotten popsicle. I did actually put on sneakers once, but it was just to walk to the lobby to ask for more beach towels. My fitness tracker is currently confused, deeply disappointed, and wondering if I’ve been kidnapped by an all-inclusive resort. I’ve officially accepted that my true calling on this island is not athleticism, it is professional lounging. I am world class at it. Be honest with me so I don't feel entirely lazy: Are you a "let's hike a volcano at dawn" traveler, or a "wake up at noon and find a lounge chair" traveler? Tell me your true vacation style in the comments!
