Best Honeymoon Ever! - Belize

I've taken three tests in the past 18 hours, what's wrong with the universe? I also enjoy the fact that I didn't read or prepare for any of them, and probably will find out the wonderful fruits (bad grades) of that work in the next few days. Though French usually isn't too bad because I can B.S. it just putting Spanish grammar with French vocab. Ehh well...

So I'm in my Human Biology class, talking about embryonic development, which for some reason made me decide to write a blog, continuing our awesome adventure in Central America for our honeymoon.

When we crossed from Guatemala into Belize, it was so bizarre, like walking across a border onto a Caribbean Island, seriously! On one side of immigration everyone was short and squat and spoke Spanish, we were crammed to bursting capacity in local buses and zipped along the highways at dangerous speeds, then on the other side of immigration everyone spoke a Caribbean English, most looked of African decent, and there were only two people per two-person seat, traveling at a generally normal pace, and all the music was the typical Caribbean Reggae sound. It was really crazy, and I wasn't really expecting it.

We made our way from the Western border with Guatemala to Dangriga, a small town on the Atlantic Ocean in the more or less central part of the country. This was our little cabana there, way more expensive than other places (I think we paid like 30 bucks for it, triple the usual fare). It was right on the water, and Ruthee was entertaining...babes.

We eventually made our way south to a town called Placencia, supposedly it had the best beaches in southern Belize, we weren't crazy impressed with the beaches, but we didn't fork out the dough to go out to the cayes (Keys), which is where the more known beaches are you see in postcards.

We had fun in Belize though, and I think America liked the break from Spanish. We then ferried and bused down to a place called Punta Gorda, where we caught a ferry back into Guatemala (Puerto Barrios) where we planned on crossing into Honduras the next day.

Funny story here, our "ferry" from Punta Gorda, Belize to Puerto Barrios, Guatemala was in reality a small 6-foot wide plastic canoe with a motor on it; to travel across the gulf between the two countries, which happens to be quite large, to the point where halfway across you don't necessarily see land anymore...and that's where we ran out of gas, and when it started pouring down rain:

Good thing there were tarps on board for just such an occasion:


I think I had a little too much fun. Good thing developing countries can afford cell phones even when education and health are at all time lows, our "captain" called across to Puerto Barrios and another "ferry" brought some more gas. It was good times.

We stayed that night at a little place off the dock in Puerto Barrios and hopped into a truck the next morning across into Honduras.