|Hello from Central America
||[Feb. 17th, 2009|05:21 pm]
I'm typing from a computer where I can see the Ocean in Belize and today I went up the Monkey River on a very exciting (but sweaty) jungle tour. I got some video of the monkeys howling and we saw fresh jaguar prints, many monkeys and birds as well as crocs, turtles, a jesus lizard (who walks on water), a HUGE boa constrictor and manatees. Today we enjoyed the local specialty of a seaweed milkshake. Personally, next time I'll try the tropical fruit, but it wasn't bad. Hey, the sign said, "Feel de power of de sea." Umm yeah.
On the way to Placencia as for the first time in my life I was in a teeny Sesna(sp?) plane. It was so fun I had total perma grin. Average temp here in Belize is 85 F and we are staying in a place without Air Conditioning. It's pretty remote to say the least. Usually rock hard and sweaty sounds good, but when you are talking a rock hard bed and sweaty sheets without any blankets, less hot. I have no idea how all of the locals have so many kids. I don't want anybody considering touching me. Ewww icky sweaty. The book we have says, "Travel like to locals, see the best Belize has to offer." It should say, p.s. The locals are way tougher than you, you wimps! The ocean is nice and we have yet to snorkel, but I think that it will be a serious treat as that is one reason we are here. I tell you this much, it's no freaking Isla Mujeres, although you wouldn't know it from the jacked up prices. The first night I looked for another hotel feeling ours was a hellhole, but by the next day I was feeling better and had gotten used to the temp a bit more. Just about when I thought I'd lose my mind if we didn't get a better place we got another room that is a step up, a little beach cabana and it's so much cooler and we found the grocery store so I'm more caffeinated (a.k.a. less Diet Coke withdrawal), so the b*tch reduction plan is in full effect.
I've never been more broke, worried, or concerned for the upcoming year as I am right now, yet it's all on hold. I'm ideally relaxed and entirely a world away. The doctor could not have ordered a better vacation time. I've done all I can to secure finances for now, and when I get home the troubles will be awaiting me again, for now it feels nice to have my biggest problem of the day be a jungle storm that DRENCHED us on our way back from Monkey River almost taking out my camera with it and making me look like I peed my pants for half of the day. You'll be thrilled to know that we've caught no malaria or dengue fever despite our jungle adventure, and other predators have been kept at bay by my icy glares in bars and thatched diners despite my friendly and chesty mother and a few elderly gentlemen wanting to know why her husband wasn't traveling with us.
Well then, that's it for the good old intenet cafe as I need to wash some bugspray out of my hair. So far, so good on the sunscreen. Not burned yet. Hope life goes well back in the real world. Not looking forward to coming back yet, but I'm glad I don't live here. Bless the USA with all of it's stresses, good and bad. It's still my home.