The Lizard or Us.

Photo by Angela Gabriel
Photo by Angela Gabriel

Angela almost killed us braking for a lizard.

Our rental car, possibly the oldest and loudest car in all of Aruba, already has squeaky (dodgy) brakes, so the sudden stop in the middle of the road accompanied by the Mom Arm across the chest was a bit of a surprise. I thought we had at least risked life and limb for a mountain goat, maybe one of those frightening stray dogs that stroll up to unfamiliar cars and piss on them. But no, just a lizard.

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