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... up the canal.

The bus to Flores finally showed up and we all got situated for the five hour ride. As we left Belize City behind, we passed through jungle and low lying plains just beyond Belize City. Passing through a town called Hattieville, presumably named after the 1961 hurricane that leveled Belize, we passed a small windowless concrete shack that served as the town's bar. The bus slowed as we drove by ...

... or from water dripping within the cave. Limestone dies when the oils of human skin contact it so touching it is frowned upon (should be more than frowned upon in my opinion. PRESERVATION). One woman was literally holding on to the cave walls around her as a brace which was upsetting me. If you're blessed enough to be put on this gorgeous earth then I think you should respect her. The water deposits that drip from the ceiling and create the stalagmites (grow up) and ...

... about average they said. you will see some big ones soon .They like this location because the lights attract the bugs and the hunting is easy. About then a firefly glowed near my leg. A millisecond later ,about 10" of tongue had grabbed the firefly. I jumped in my seat as the toad swallowed and I half expected to see its eyes start glowing . My host glanced over as I shifted myself in my seat. Glad to be ...

There are 20 types of poisonous snakes in Belize. Venomous if you prefer and about 9 of these will do you harm. Some will kill you. Fairly quickly. Paula and I were holding about 4 snakes between us when our snake wrangler/expert pulled a fairly small snake from its hiding place. It had the familiar wedge shaped viper type head and it was coiled back at the neck in the classic striking position. "This is da Fer de Lance," he said ...

... him ask the same again only louder. To set the scene most people in orange walk are black and speak spanish/creole/english with a rasta accent which imediately made me think´"**** what the hell am i doing here at 10pm with nowhere to stay, this guy is about to shoot me"...so i was relieved when another guy came upto me saying would u like me to find u somewhere to stay. Usually i tell people like this where to go but at this point ...

... the city scowling. I had a great lunch and made my way back to the airstrip to wait for Pat and Jim. The accommodation was really nice, Captain Morgan´s only a short boat ride from Sana Pedro. Originally a one bedroom suite they opened the other bedroom for me and we had a huge fully equipped suite right on the beach and pool side. The following day we toured Altun-Ha a great little ruin about 1 hour from Belize City. I ...

Today was day 4, our first day of vbs and sports camp in the village. It was an absolutely amazing day. We started off with our daily trek through the jungle, wading through almost knee deep water all the way there. When we made it to the village, some of us drove through in the van, picking up kids to bring back to the church. We started up, and throughout the morning almost all of us met our prayer children! It was so exciting seeing the bonding that went on between our team and ...

... and swayed from side to side in the van as it went up and down the hills leading to Cristo Rey. When we would get behind a slow moving truck, Selmo would simply drive around it even around mostly blind curves. We were moving slowly enough and there were few enough vehicles on the road that this was not very dangerous, but it alarmed us a bit at first since we weren't used to it. Just before we reached Cristo Rey, we saw a couple of ...

... worth telling from this period, and that is my trip back to Cancun. As some of you may know, on a warm Spring evening in Orlando, Florida, in 2003, I saw a film that would change my life. It has never won any Oscars, it contains no famous actors; in fact it has probably been quoted as one of the worst films of all time by more than one person. It's name? The Real Cancun. Ever since seeing this quasi-documentary about a group of American college students spending their ...

... But we were on a cruise!!! Anyway, my cohorts fell asleep on the hour and a half bus ride from the port to our destination. Though my body wanted me to, I was entraced--NAY--enraptured! by our tour guide. He was a fountain of information!! So much, that I almost had a crush on the little guy... Everything we passed, he had some cool information about. He told us all about Belize, it's citizens, economy, prison ...