Copa Banana Corozal Town

... algav odraiva vasaku silmalau peal... minu osav valikuline m2lu j2tab omateada, millal ma viimati t2iesti uksi tallamata rada tallutud sai...

pealelounat teadmate teedele asunud, ounakesed ja rull tualettpaberit veepudeli ning kaardiga mastis k2ekotis jalutasin aga vapralt suunas, mis mainis Villahermosa... kolmveerand kui mitte rohkem Palenques oldud aeg tekitas kohklusi p2ikeses ...

... a tyre on the Belizean soil, it had to be fumigated - personally I'm not really sure what for, but ok, we paid 15$ for a 30secs of spraying of the side of the car.

On the very border we had to unpack everything from the car and pass through a customs clearance building. I never knew one can get as many stamps in the passport during a border crossing - one for yourself, one for the luggage, one for the car..;-) And on the return ...

... let him off. On Valentines day, we were the only people staying the the resort (which only has 4 rooms). We spent the day doing very romantic things. In the morning we went canoeing (NOT canoodling) to the Maya ruings down the bay at Cerres. My memories of canoeing from New Zealand is that it is very hard work. But getting to the ruins was easy. The ruins themselves were not particularly impressive. But what was good was the sea view that the ...

... to was a sleazy hellhole, fulll of dirty old men, lusting after middle-aged barmaids.  Tom fitted right in.  Actually, that's a bit harsh - even Tom was a bit out of place, so we just had one drink and moved on. "I know a great place." said Lance.  "It's got kareoke and everything." I view kareoke as a form of institutionalised torture.  Either you howl your way through "My Way", while hoping everyone else is deaf, or you endure someone else screeching Abba songs, while you ...

... ritmo caribeño", cuando miro al reloj de cocina que había colgado de la estación y veo que marca una hora menos. En fin, cosas a tener en cuanta cuando una cambia de país. Al menos no me pasó como cuando fui por primera vez a Portugal, que estuve 5 días de vacaciones y no me enteré de que había que cambiar la hora hasta que volví a Portugal un par de años más tarde. Los buses en Belice son como los escolares de EEUU que salen en las pelis pero 30 años más viejos...y con negritos y todo.

After another fine breakfast at the Weary Traveller, i headed to Chetumal on the border where i would catch a bus to Orange Walk, Belize. At the bus station i met Emeline, a French girl whom i had met in Tulum. she was headed to flores but the bus wasnt leaving till the following day and so she decided to tag to Orange Walk. Crossing the border was easy and i immediately liked Belize. The houses, the people and best of all English was their offical language. We arrived in Orange Walk ...

... and site was not good enough to protect any good items from thieves, and at the moment they cannot afford to improve the security. There are only five areas that have been exposed for tourists to see, there are some 707 known other temples or buildings on the site that have not been explored as yet. Of the five there are only three of note, the one already mentioned that is 33 metres high, it was possible for us to walk up this one to see the views ...

... to be all of eleven years old, and was in charge of busing and getting the drink orders in addition to waitressing, so the service was a little slow, but it was New Year's and she was doing the best she could. Sarah's sweet and sour chicken was my favorite. My garlic and butter fish was too buttery. Immediately after dinner we turned in, because we wanted to catch the seven am ferry to San Pedro, and neither one of is known for our early bird temperament.

You better Belize there's a hurricane coming! Well clearly my sense of timing is impeccable. I have finally left Mexico after 11 glorious days. Yesterday Cameron and I headed down first to Chetumel on the Mexican/Belizean border and then took a chicken-less chicken bus across the border to Orange Walk. We actually missed our first bus after a slight translation problem, oops. As for the hurricane, it looks headed for the Yucatan peninsula ...

... rise of the logging industry and its unfortunate consequence - slavery. So much of Belize's industrial growth after that time was fueled by slave labor, meanwhile the Europrean forces continually played an imperial game of tug-of-war with the land. Spain long considered Belize its territory, but the British maintained a strong economic interest here and eventually took control in 1798 by winning the battle of St. George's Caye. Fast forward 300 years or so ...