Bonaire Island, Pink Caribbean Dreams | reporting

I looked at the window that served as a frame for an eternally blue sky that for many restless spirits became monotonous after two weeks. There were still a few hours to go before leaving Aruba and, after a short flight, landing in Bonaire, fulfilling a kind of ABC learning in a time that, for me, was no longer school. ABC – Curaçao would follow, the last leg of this incursion through the islands with a strong Dutch accent.