Five Sisters Lodge San Ignacio

... 8217;t returned or called by 6 PM; what a loving husband.<br><br>The second Belizean I met here in San Ignacio who provided a bit of insight was Antony, who was just chilling atop the low plaza at Cahal Pech with an iPod. I had just perused the ruins all by myself. The sensation was even more spectacular-- walking alone around moss-covered granite that was once a sacred temple for Mayans ~1,500 years ago. The ruins were green, the trees tall, and ...

... dangerous alleyways to get to there. And we spent the rest of the day on a hot crowded, painted, busted apart school bus with carribean music blasting in our ears and the constant smell of body odor, poop or dead animals for 7 and a half hours. Then we found a nice place to crash here in San Ignacio, Belize. There's a lot of tourists here... A lot of Americans - ugh haha. So I gotta run. Rob wants to go out and play! I'll write more later.

... effective anaesthetic, and apparently is one that the Mayans used to use - and still do in places - during dental treatment, both for extractions and for cosmetic work: the ruling classes liked to embed gems into their teeth. Á la Ugly Betty. Sort of. By now, Xander has found a selection of nuts. JP takes the ...

After a long day of bumping along what Ndaskoi would have called "free massage roads" in Tanzania, we arrived at Cahal Pech -- Place of Ticks. Yay! It's supposedly the oldest of the Mayan ruins and it's a relatively small site, but that was just about perfect at this point in our day. The complex is in the middle of the town ...

It's spluttering with rain and the island paradise is all quiet as Eli and I head out for breakfast. We've decided to separate our trips, as I need to put a spurt on to get to Panama City while Eli has decided to spend that time doing Guatamala to the full. It feels more comfortable for us not to be settling our trips for the needs/wants of the other and we part on good terms as I rush to meet the water taxi, leaving Eli still in a quandry as ...

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... the cave is named. It was unbelievable, just lying there in the dust, so old. What happened to her? it was so eerie. out of the cave and two hours back to town, Matt and Justin and I went out for dinner at Cafe Sol. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. delicious. then we got some drinks and made fun of people for a few hours and i retired at what i thought was 1am, but as i lay my head to rest, realized it was 10:30pm. So it goes.

... As they got older, we saw freshly hatched caterpillars, large caterpillars, and, finally, caterpillars making cocoons. As soon as the caterpillars made the cocoons, the staff would take them out to the enclosed "farm" section where they would eventually hatch and be free to fly around the huge enclosure. She took us out to the enclosure and showed us around. She showed us ...