The Sea Breeze Hotel Corozal Town

... the border to approve the mares entry into Belize allowing us to cross the bridge. Suffice to say that the entire last hour we waited from 5:30 pm - 6:30 pm was spent twiddling our thumbs waiting for ONE signature from one agricultural officer who was mysteriously absent from the customs compound. Nobody could locate him and no one knew where he had gone. Dark was coming and I knew I would yet again be driving poorly marked wet roads ...

... remote - 45 minutes by bad roads from Corozal. But that's the charm of the place. Bill and Jenny had slightly misread our booking and put us in the honeymoon cabin on a special Valentines deal. Very romantic. Shame I'm with Tom. Yesterday evening, we sat down to dinner and shared a starter, which was accompanied by a type of chilli that neither Tom nor I had ever seen before - a Habernero. Tom looked at it with disdain, and said: "I'm sure I ...

... to orange walk the next day. When we booked in at about 7pm the owner was plastered witch made for a quite interesting and fun night at his bar in the hostel. There were only about 5 of us staying great night lots of rum...

... as though every shop and hotel and restaurant in this town at least seems to be Run by people of Chinese decent. Belize and orange walk are defiantlty a country unto themselves for central America. Upon arriving in Orange walk it was already really dark and very wet from all the rain, as we looked at people they all looked a tad bit off, some faces were extremely grime, and then a witch yes a witch drove by... Then i seen a walking dead person. Turns out it was ...

... day around the camp. 4th.- Today we did manage to go on the trip. We met up at Lovers lane, owned by the people who run the tours it is apparently one of the town's brothels. The guide told us of the history, his great grandmother came to the town during the caste wars in the 1870's. She bought the complete block we could see and housed her children there in five different houses over time. It seems that when the town expanded she gave four of the ...

... bus until they got out. By the time we started rolling through the Belizean jungle proper, it was full night, so our first glimpse of Belize was the inside of a brightly-lit school bus playing garifuna music (kind of like reggae) while humid night air blew through the windows. There are worse introductions. We reached Corozal shortly thereafter, whereupon we located an ATM and a hotel with no difficulty, thanks to Lonely Planet's excellently labeled maps ...

... is the agricultural and social centre of Northern Belize. Most towns are small and you can walk from one end of the town to another easily without cabs. There are entertainment centres everywhere which have pull the handle down pokie machines and very cheap Belikins (the standard beer). 1/3 of the people live below the poverty line however, they know how to have a good time and life is simple. We were told there is a festival on ...

So we screwed up our water taxi this morning and instead of going to Corozal, we ended up going back through Belize City. It takes about the same amount of time to get to Orange Walk, we just originally wanted to avoid Belize City. We took a cab from the water terminal to the bus terminal. When we got out of the taxis, I took my wallet out to pay the driver. There were a bunch of kids there asking where we wanted to go (ages 12 to 17 about) and one grabbed ...

... 30am with no coffee. Anyway we found the pizza joint, Marcelo's. The pizza definately had lots of cheeze but that was about it so I only had one piece and it took quite awhile to get to us. After pizza I went off to find the local market. Since it was afternoon the market was almost empty but I got some bananas for breakfast then went back to the hotel to read for awhile. The day was fairly lazy but I did have a guy on a bike try to sell me a doll, then offer me some pot.