These days have never happened, and that doesn’t frighten me…

March 18, 2011

I’ve been listening to quite a lot of Bjork these days.  Dreamy music for these dreamy Belizean days.

At the end of the Hummingbird Highway, Kurt and I hit the Great Western Highway and made a big ol’ left.  We spent a good bit of time in the town of Belmopan, catching up on the internet and discussing reptiles and such with a man in the restaurant.  We also took some time and visited the hospital where Kurt caught up getting his Yellow Fever shot, something that will be essential for crossing into South America.  The shot was absolutely free and he was in and out in about 10 minutes.  Makes you really wonder why the US has to make it so difficult for all of us to get proper health care at an affordable rate.

It wasn’t long before we were scooped up by a loving family and offered not only their backyard to camp in, but also fed to the brim with sausage, beans and fry jack.  We watched the news all together, mulling over the catastrophe unraveling in Japan.  The next morning we had an early start which put us into the next town of San Ignacio in no time.

San Ignacio is a small but touristy town, used maily as a jumping off point for the nearby Guatemala border and the close ruins of Tikal.  We spent the evening out at some amazing waterfalls, Kurt doing backflips into the water while a local kid impressed us with his jumping in from fairly high tree limbs.  The next day it was a meander to the border and the exit was an easy one, costing us $37 BZ each , a tax we were well aware of before reaching the crossing.  And then it was goodbye Belize…. until next time!

 

Marie Sharp's, the Belizean hot sauce of choice. Made with the finest of ingredients, I was sure to pick up a bottle to bring along with us...

Kurt snapped this photo as we headed along the highway looking for a place to pull off and camp. I really do love the way it turned out...

We spent the night with Patti and her family, an extremely kind bunch of folks living alongside the Great Western Highway...

Like a good mother does, we were fed to the brim both in the evening and in the morning...

As excited as I am for Guatemala, I will be a bit sad to leave the Caribbean feel behind. I don't seem to ever tire of reggae music blasting at all hours, around every corner...

A good place to stock up on all the fresh fruits and vegetables Belize has to offer...

We passed through Santa Elena and crossed the bridge over into San Ignacio. These are considered sister towns and they are the last big towns in Belize, resting about 12 or so miles from the Guatemala border...

As I've mentioned before, Belize's first language is English, but there is a Creole spin to most of it...

Some places in San Ignacio have a very Louisianan feel to them, with very polished clapboard houses and big swinging porch chairs...

I normally do not photograph people. It is not something I feel very comfortable with, the idea of sticking a camera in someone's face has never sat well with me. However, I do want to get better at sharing images of personalities I meet along the way. I decided I am going to suck it up and start asking more people if I can take their picture. After talking to this Rasta for a while, he said it was okay and let me snap this one...

 

Coconut ice cream, one of the many things made out of the abundance of cocoas in the area...

 

And if I didn't need to give you one more reason to love Belize, there you go. Belize does work hard at respecting and taking care of its female population...

 

 

 

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One Response to “These days have never happened, and that doesn’t frighten me…”

  1. goatbreath said

    good to know Belize takes care of women. they are shutting down planned parenthood all across the country due, mainly, to our christian congress. puke.

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