Rainbow Hotel Caye Caulker

... speak English or Creole. (I caught myself speaking Spanish quite often, because I've been in Guatemala too long) But you will enter any convenience store, and the shop owners are Chinese. Why is that? I asked a Belizean, and they said that little by little they are taking over the commercial/vending businesses because there are just "too many Chinese in this world". <br><br><br>Oh, and Fran is great, the lobster is great, but don't call her "Frannie"

... side were rude and were intent on people declaring things so I gave them my old gross Snickers bar. Not what they had in mind I think but anyway.<br><br>Back on the bus and there was a bee that the driver attempted to smoosh and then it disappeared near my bags. Excellent. <br>About an hour later that bee flew out from under Shanes chair and out the window. Playing funny buggers it seems.<br><br>As we drove to Belize City we passed lots of watermelon carts and the ...

"This would cost over 2 Pounds at Marks and Spencers." I think the young backpacker with the bright orange pants and yellow halter top from England who said that will be wishing she had bought the fresh squeezed orange juice from Marks and Spencers rather than a sketchy street vendor in Flores, Guatemala when she loses two pounds of a different variety from amoebic dysentary.<br><br>Take a handmade wooden table cobbled together with rusty ...

... the view! So what do you do here...nothing...thats the point! I walk around all day, talk to the rastas, go to the bakery for some delicious cinnamon rolls, grab a freshly brewed coffee, sunbake a bit, dabble in the shallows, head out for a few rum punches and then grab some fish or lobster....takes up pretty much all day! Its awesome!!! But when I am not doing that I went diving and yes ladies and gentlemen, kim ...

... and Marine, a French couple living in Montreal who we have previously bumped into in various places since Palenque. We are still travelling with them at the moment (11/10/08). <br><br>Our arrival on the island was so refreshing, the sun was splitting and the water was crystal clear. We were greeted there by Loulou, who took us to our cabana by golf cart (there are no cars on the island). He told us the motto of the island: No shirt, no shoes, no ...

... and I am still not sure if I liked it. None of us could believe how friendly they were though, they actually came up to us to be touched, just mad! This 'other world' of coral reef, sand, rocks and plants all of the previous brightly coloured at times with a huge variety of fish in all different shapes and sizes had a real impact on everyone that was on the trip. There was just so much to see; to try and take it all in was impossible and this was only our first port of call ...

We got up and decided to eat at Glenda's again. While eating we talked to a guy who lives part of the year in Nevada and part of the year at Caye Caulker. He said he preferred San Ignacio and Belmopan and his wife preferred the Cayes, which sounded very familiar to Erinn and me, respectively. He noticed how sunburned I had gotten from diving and recommended strong suncreen and also a base of mineral oil because it would keep the ...

... full day) on the island I spent working on my tan (the backpacking life is hard after all) on a pier, as there are no real beaches on the Caye (they where washed away by a hurricane, which also split the island in two). The next morning it was time to move on again, so I caught a boat back to the mainland and then a bus north to Mexico.

... to Punta Gordain the south, my last stop before Guatamala. The original plan was to stay one night but as with most places I ended staying longer. The people were cool here. It was when the Gers were playing Barca. The bars were shut but one guy said he would open just so I could watch the game! I brought along another three punters from the hostel (Betty, Agnes and Jimmy if I remember correctly). It was a definate hand ball by Henry, thats the only ...