Casablanca by the Sea
Travel Blogs from Corozal
Little Belize Mennonite Colony
... where we also met Marguerite and her husband, who were visiting from Bolivia. Neither of them could speak English.
We toured the clinic, the orchards, the garden, and saw the goats in the yard. Jacob and Helene cut green coconuts from their trees for us to drink the milk, and then Jacob chopped the tops off the coconuts so we could carve out the meat to eat, as well. Yum! Couldn’t get it more fresh than that!! They showed us how ...
Sea wading 'n Elisha's birthday
... they gently gave her thirteen little bumps, a pinch to grow an inch, and a slap to grow fat. The kids howled with laughter, as they had never experienced this ritual before! Helen asked Elisha to select a puzzle to take home with her and she chose a rather difficult-looking penguin puzzle. Randy laughingly told them that their mom had better not be stuck doing it, but that they should all enjoy it together. Then the four oldest decided to wade into the water, so we watched from ...
Breaking Bad
... year. Her passbook is updated while Pat takes pics. Helen comments that the interest rate was 5.75 percent, whereas now it is 5.0. Pretty good rate for little Sarteneja or even Canada these days! Then Pat exchanges $3 BZ for nickels, dimes and quarters (which the teller has never heard of before—dealing in five-cent, ten-cent, and twenty-five cent coins she was more readily able to understand) . . . because an important decision has been made – ...
Tree planting day
... his puny twelve- or fifteen-piece contribution. Of course, my one piece didn’t even warrant a single hurrah. Really—TV Walt 'n Jessie are affecting us all—Helen has long been addicted to puzzles, but the three of us are even more addicted to Breaking Bad!
We have little guests inside the house and out—what Randy calls the “house cleaners”. If there is even the least little crumb or speck of remaining food (again, use your ...
Back to our Beautiful Belize for Exceptional Curry
... station, the captain of our boat from Caye Caulker came rushing over to say hello, remember me, and did we want to go on his boat again. He was really sweet and told us where to go for a taxi to the market, where we would find "Chicken Buses" to the "Frontera". We did as instructed, had a final Mexican taxi haggle, lost this one but it was close enough so in we got :-)
Well, this was our lucky day. As we got out the taxi, a guy came over to us and asked us if ...