My time in Belize is not indicative of how I have spent the rest of my trip, but it has been a great way to end the last almost 2 years of my life. I feel like more of my trip has been geared towards work or getting off the tourist track. It is funny to see the progression of trips. Australia, my first big trip, was the most fun crazy and wild time of my life. Travels in South East Asia were just so much fun and I had so many amazing crazy stories. Even Central America the first time was full of random moments.
Contrast that to my time in Africa which almost none of it was fun, but it was definitely interesting. Eastern Europe as well. Each trip seems to have a different flavor. And I suppose my last week of this trip in Belize has more of your classic backpacker feel to it.
I met 2 guys on my boat over to the island of Caye Caulker, we decided we were now a group, going to be best friends, hang out together and be a crew until we parted ways. So of course we made more friends at our hostel and have been having a great time in tropical paradise hanging out.
The locals in Belize are all so nice and friendly and have the most amazing accents I have ever heard. We have all been laying in the sun and tanning during the day, listening to the standard reggae music, drinking rum out on the dock of the Caribbean at night, eating amazing lobster and coconut rice and reminiscing about trips. I can’t tear my eyes away from the beautiful Caribbean.
It is your classic backpacker place to stay as well, a social and funky atmosphere, indicative of most hostels. I have literally been eaten alive by bedbugs. I look atrocious with bites all over my face and body and the bump on my head from almost knocking myself out after a rum induced sailing trip on the deck of the boat doesn’t help. There are 2 nasty bathrooms for 50 people. The kitchen is insufficient and dirty and rats have gotten into most people’s bags by now. Oh, nothing like a love-hate relationship with a cheap hostel to bring back classic backpacking memories. It’s too expensive to eat much here in Belize so we treat ourselves a little to the lobster because we have too and don’t eat for the rest of the day. There is always someone laying around in one of several hammocks around the hostel. It is bitter sweet because I don’t think I will do this again, some things you just get too old for.
We went snorkeling the other day which was amazing, sailing out on this boat. We didn’t see the manatees that we had hoped for but it still may have been the best snorkeling I have ever had with stunning coral, huge green moray eels up close, getting really close to sting rays, fish the size of people, schools of fish just following us around, getting close to lots and lots of big nurse sharks, more amazing tropical fish and barracudas. Life is good.
Just another day to hang out beachside and then lots more hours on a bus back to Guatemala and Antigua (oh how much of my life have I spent on a bus?) and then back to reality. But Belize has been a good place to end. If there is such a thing!
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