AHHHH BELIZE
AHHHHH BELIZE
Belize came at a crossroads in my life. I had decided to
leave the school district that I had taught for 19 years. I was pursuing
opportunities with the Peace Corps as well as teaching overseas. Neither one
was going too well. So, I decided to go to Belize! Nothing says jobless like
sun, sand, tropical drinks and snorkeling. I went to Belize on the
recommendation of a friend who spent her honeymoon there. For a surprisingly
small island, there were many choices~beachside, eco tourism, inland stay, etc.
I decided on Placentia in the south. As it was late May, early June, that meant
off-season so many hotels and resorts were offering great discounts. The tip
tapping fingers took me to a perfect option: a little cabin on the beach. The_____
is a small cluster of 6, brightly painted cabins situated a
few feet from the beach. Heaven! I called the manager directly and secured my 7
day stay. Even better, there was no need to pay until checkout. Wow!
I flew Phoenix to
Houston, Houston to Belize and then my favorite thing in the whole world: a
small plane from the main airport to Placencia. I lie…this is NOT my favorite
thing. I do NOT like small planes. I
survived, gathered my things and hopped on board the small van that was there
to take to my little cabin in the woods
on the beach.
I could not have been more delighted with my “place.” Each
cabin is brightly colored with a small porch and chair. Inside everything was
cozy and clean: a bed, chairs, bathroom, a/c and small kitchen. The
surroundings were lush and colorful. As I said I was on the beach within
walking distance to the small town of Placentia. I immediately unpacked and walked to a nearby
market for some staples: cereal, milk, coffee and fruits and veggies. There was
a nearby produce stall and I immediately put my broken Spanish to use only to
be told we speak English. J
Belize is an interest mix of Spanish speakers, the first
people-Mayans, Caribbean, and other groups from Asia. All seem to live very
comfortably and simply in Placencia.
Humidity struck! Lots of naps and resting and showers were
had over the next few days. There’s a
long stretch of sidewalk parallel to the beach and from the hotel, that leads
to the little town of Placencia. Placencia is a quiet, laid back place suited
for travelers seeking quiet days and more lively nights. There are dozens of
little cantinas and open air bars with
lots of music…LOTS OF MUSIC! And well into the hours of night. Enough so that after 3 days, I was
compelled to leave my lovely little cabin and move to a near empty resort. One thing I loved about my little cabin was
the proximity to a wonderful, open air restaurant. I had several breakfasts,
dinners and cocktails at the----.
The place was rather empty due to the off season, which meant lazy, long dinners
staring out the water. I never ventured further into the town for dinner, but
didn’t feel compelled to. Even though, I had a few invites to attend local
parties. ;)
Placencia is a great place for those wanting to snorkel and
SCUBA. I’m inclined to the former but not the latter. There are lots of day
tours to snorkeling sights as well as rainforest treks. During my week long
stay, I had a great mix of rest, relax, and day trips. It was also in Belize
that I got the first phone call with a job offer for AIS-Cairo. My 3 day trips included:
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Snorkeling to Laughing Bird Cay
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Boat ride through Monkey Island
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Journey to Mayan ruins
I chose to leave the second resort because of the nightly
loud music coming from the beach bar down the a short distance from the cabins.
It just got to be too much for me. If the music would have ended before
midnight I would have been okay, but no… this went well past midnight. Even with earplugs and the fan running the
constant music drove me away to another resort. Fortunately, the manager, maybe
she was the owner, understood and didn’t charge me for the nights I booked, but
didn’t use. She insisted that she told
me about the music, but I would never have booked if I knew about it. Again,
she graciously let me out of my reservation and I moved on to a resort much
further down the beach and not with walking distance of the town. What was
absolutely lovely was that the resort was near to empty! I had the pool and
beach all to myself!
THE EXCURSIONS
The first excursion was snorkeling. It was rather difficult
to book as off season meant few customers which mean no boats wanted to go out.
Fortunately, I found a boat with a few other tourists. We went out Laughing
Bird Cay. I hadn’t snorkeled for years and was a little worried. The boat ride
over was amazing and coming on to the small island with crystal blue was water
was simply amazing. I chose to wear a life jacker as I’m not a stellar swimmer.
And rather wisely, I put on a t-shirt to protect my back for the harsh sun. The
snorkeling was outstanding! Belize has some of the best reefs in the world. The
diver master took us around the island with lunch in between. I wish I had a
camera to capture all that I saw. Truly amazing! I think my favorite fish is
the flat blue and yellow parrot fish. We saw eels, sea cucumbers, rays, and of course
fish I can’t even begin to name. On the way back we had the pleasure of some
lovely company: dolphins swimming along side the boat.
The next excursion was the Monkey Tour. A guide picked me up
in a little boat and we went out to the mangrove fields and then deeper through
the waterways into the rainforest. Lots
to see and hear: the constant hum of insects and bird call; the occasional call
of the howler monkey and one memorable little stop: a mama alligator and her
babies. The guide would pull the boat over whenever he saw something
interesting. It was an interesting but exhausting day: bugs, sunshine and
creeping humidity make for shower and a long nap afterwards. And then of course
a cocktail.
The Mayan ruins further inland and near Guatemala was the
final excursion and had the unique travel experience of breaking my thumb in
the van door. Little I could do but bear the pain. Made picking up luggage
rather challenging. Again, this trip was hard to book as no tour companies were
willing to go out in off-season. The
resort kindly offered up the services of one of their on site gardeners. I said
yes and off we went in the resort van. Sadly, my Spanish was limited and we had
limited conversations. But he gladly took me to several Mayan ruins and
usually, there was a site guide to fill me in on the details. On our way back I
saw several traditional Mayan villages and had the aforementioned meal.
A day or two later it was time to leave and back
to Phoenix and great decisions. Little did I realize that in less than 2 months
I would
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