Anchorage Resort Caye Caulker

... around 4 hours depending on traffic. Fortunately one thing I hadn't counted on was the extra hour time difference. After crossing the border and paying bloody departure tax ($20 USD to the Mexican govt) I realised I'd gained an extra hour but even still we would be pushing it to get to Belize City in time to get a cab down to the ferry terminal. So I'd resigned myself to spending a night in Belize City which would have consisted in being holed up in my hostel ...

... no agenda. It was too hot to look around too long for a room and the second place seemed ok for about $25 a room. It was barebones but clean...no a/c, just a fan, and it was basically a wooden box on stilts with three beds. <br><br>Two hours later two Dutch people from the boat were still hunting for accommodations and they were schlepping their crapola on their backs like pack mules in the heat. I asked them if the island was full and they ...

... place. The island is all palm trees, reggae music and beach front hotels. Right after checking in we wandered down to the little pier by our hotel and saw three sting-rays swimming in the shallows. Amazing - I've never seen them in such shallow water before. <br><br>Tomorrow we plan to head out with a local guy to see the manatees (and maybe dolphins) in a nearby cove. We're here for 3 ...

... swam underneath me only about 3 or 4 feet below me! <br><br>The second dive was a wall dive where we saw a sting ray in the sand and loads of coral (way more colorful and plentiful with fish than anything we had dived in Honduras) and fish. A stop on Half Moon Caye for chicken rice and pasta salad lunch, along with a walk up to see the red footed boobie birds. Back on the boat and heading for dive 3 within about an hour. <br><br>It was another wall dive on Lighthouse reef at a site ...

... as they pleased and leaving when bored of us. You could tell they were thinking/playing/recognising and conscious of the situation. Awesome. Absolute highlight of Belize for me.<br><br>We also tried our hand at fishing. A ginger American guy frequently fished the split (where the island was split by the last hurricane) and landed the big fish rolling around there at night. I mean, how hard can it be? We talked some local into lending us ...

... marche pas! trop de vent pour notre spot de plongee donc on peut pas! GRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrr. on a passe la journee a relaxer sur la beach (qui nest pas vraiment une beach mais bon). on a jouer aux cartes avec un autre ami francais/anglais quon sest fait. bref ca ete une mini journee assez vedge! mardi: on est vraiment sense alle faire notre plongee. on est tout enerve. on arrive la: plonge pas!!! trop de courant!!! ah bin la maudit!! en plus y faisait beau soleil!! fack on ...

... was drunk, then a guy from Austria David came and joined us, I politely informed him he needed a haircut. Just making friends the good old anglo saxon way. The lobster and accompanying rice was spectacular all the more delicious because of how long it had taken. A great night and a great day. The next day saw us chilling and waiting also to see how Marten and Steffi had got on with their 5am start to go diving in the famous BLUE HOLE! It sounded incredible as Marten dived ...

... it, but would be a slightly concerned that it would change hands or have to lower quality since he was having a little trouble when we were there. It was the dead time on the island and he told us about how great their business is during lobster season, though, so there is probably little to worry about there. After eating, we finished packing and went to bed early in anticipation of the trip to our final destination in Belize.

... up on her feet and riding past me!!! I couldn´t believe my eye´s, literally her second attempt of the day and she was up and moving the kite around, generating enough propulsion to keep riding for over 50 meters. The calmer seas, bigger board, and consistent winds were all she needed to qualify as a genuine kitesurfer! Check out the snaps to see my pro-kitesurfing girlfriend in action. Some other very fond memories I have of Caye Calker, are some of the restaurants we ...

... the way to go... we thought "JESALENKO!! YOU LITTLE BEAUTY!" Anyway, we flagged down a passing bus which took us the 15km further South to a town called Corozal - from which we had to jump on a ferry to the Ambergris Caye. Problem was, ferry didnt leave till 3pm and it was 10am when we rocked up. It was me, Tahls and Gemma (an America girl we met Tulum that tagged along). So we managed find one the ony pubs in town open at ...