Discover Touching Fairies: Seariously seaduced

Belize it or not, Florence and Verna are in Central America, once again, but this time without trusty Val pal :(. Hopefully our posts live up to her standards. We've got a curmudgeonly brother type though (Krisna) and an accident prone dock clinger (Nikita). They're pretty great though.

After a 1am departure Tuesday morning, 2 hour layover in Houston, 2.5 hour flight to Belize city, half hour ride to the water taxi dock, then 90 min boat ride to Ambergris Caye (pronounced key, weird I know) we checked into our condo with this view.

Worth it, don't you think?

We've consumed so far:

4 conch

1 dozen eggs

84 shrimp

6 billion grains of rice

1 lb beans

3 mosquitos

several oz Deet

Bacon

After our initial day of essentially not doing anything but wandering aimlessly up and down the beach and having 3 ladies massage us for 90 minutes in the open air, today we set an ambitious agenda:

1. Go snorkeling (unsuccessful)

2. Buy a bowl made of some indigenous wood we cannot remember (also unsucessful).

So....we ended up renting a golf cart. Wheeee! There is no better way to explore the island than by extreme 4x4 golf carting. So we headed north!

Side note:

The main mode of transportation is via golf cart, bicycle or small motorcycle with bicycle helmet worn unstrapped (no helmet worn when riding bicycle).

Where we were going? No idea! Had any of us ever driven a golf cart? Nope! So naturally this was going to be a great trip.

After manuevering the questionable unsigned streets of "downtown" and turning down the wrong way on a one way street, we finally crossed a toll bridge where we did not pay the toll, we got ourselves out of the southern part of the island.

First stop, after taking a right at the local "Marbucks" coffee shop. We found an open bar!

One must go, obvi. It was great.

Bonus: Florence saw a sting ray leap out of the water and we witnessed a man spear his octopus dinner while towing his kayak around. Very impressive.

Next, we found ourselves at a yoga retreat that sells alcohol with a pretty beautiful beach. After some reading and sunbathing times, a quick dip in the ocean, unfortunately curtailed by Mr. Jellyfish swimming around, a local captain told us how to find this "secret beach" at the northern point of the island.

So off we went!

The appropriate vehicle for this road would have been anything but a golf cart.

For the next 30 minutes we hit:

An alarming speed of 20mph

34 pot holes

16 boulders

3 ditches

1 "hill"

7 ropes (better known as speed bumps)

3 mosquitos

Almost 1 dog

But we made it!

Secret beach, not really a secret (can be found on trip advisor, turns out) but a gem nonetheless.

The water was waist high for hundreds of feet out. We spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the dock. As soon as the sun started descending the mosquitos started making an appearance so we packed ourselves up (we had to get the golf cart back by the firm time of 5:30, but time really isn't that important to Belizeans).

On our drive back we made one final food truck stop (you could find this place in SF) where we caught a gorgeous view of the sunset and 10 mosquitos bites (7 of those on Florence).