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Travel Blogs from Placencia
... watch the stars on the dock with him, I was tempted but at the same time was unsure how much star watching he had in mind, therefore I decided on No. He left me with a fist pump and a night Rasta Girl and that was it. I had knocked back being with the closest man to Bob Marley possible. Six months ago I would have jumped at the chance.... What's wrong with me? Clearly my heart wasn't in it. So with a pleased feeling about my decision to spend the night alone. I fell asleep ...
... for us.
The first few places we tried were closed for the evening.
next place we tried the owner was the rudest pig alive and so we
searched some more in hope we wouldn’t have to part with our hard earned
cash into his chubbyGrubby hands.
With no options
left, we begrudgingly went back to Julia's rooms and asked could we take
the room. The assh*le then decided to have us...he tried to tell us the
... get the sense of the scriptures especially when using the pictures to help. (Thanks Debbie M for emailing us that kingdom ministry...it was a huge help!) Once at the farms Lindsey and I split up. I went on 3 different studies and got to see a wide variety of students and the problems in this territory. Extreme poverty and lack of education are big obstacles, as is just trying to survive and the long work hours needed to do so. It was really nice to see ...
... the peninsula to find somewhere to eat. We ended up at the Tipsy Tuna - clearly a tourist bar based on the music playing. It was all 80s but completely irritating because they played about 1 minute of each song and then switched to another.
There was a group of guys sitting near us and a few others who came in from snorkeling to sit with them. Roger chatted with them about the snorkeling and we found ...
... 8211; a
lot less hectic than Tikal and very much worth the few kms off the main road to reach it.
Crossing the border from Guatemala to Belize couldn’t have been simpler, quicker or pleasanter. A few dollars to cross the border river bridge (not quite sure what this was really for!), hand in our temporary vehicle permit to the Guatemalans, $5 for a quick spray of the car (which was pretty filthy still with a nice coating of Guatemalan mud) and a ...