Day 13 Belize 7 Jan

Just so you know, I have been writing this blog on my phone so that is one excuse for all of the errors. Also, my eyes start to blur after a while so that is my other excuse for errors. I go back and edit them later on. 

Speaking of eyes, all has gone well health wise. I have brought double the drugs that I take in case one lot got lost in transit. Also my GP gave me super duper antibiotics and antibiotic ointment and diarrhoea stopper and vomity stopper. And letters to verify that I should have all of these things. We have been vigilant with hand washing and sanitizer due to my compromised immune system. Phew fingers crossed, all is A Okay. 

Today we arrived in Belize, we are in Central America apparently, or that is what the tshirt says that I bought today. We all waited in the theatre until our group was called to be tendered into Belize. And that is where I found the best wifi. I managed to publish and share 3 days worth of blogs!  The Internet has been shit and we paid US$180 for two devices. 

After about an hour we got on the boat that was tendering us to shore and landed in Belize. A hive of activity with a Pier promenade with loads of tourist shops with all the same stuff in them. Our group assembled in an arcade and I nipped off to the loo (never know when the next one will be available). Pristine toilets!  When I came out the rest of the 3000 passengers had decided to use the  bathroom and the line snaked out into the arcade. Yesss! Gotta love getting here first. We were loaded onto a bus and our guide Carol talked about the city as we drove through the main areas. This took us right back to our time in PNG except it was cleaner and more organized. But the whole 3rd world life was right in your face. 

Our tour today was of the marshland. We arrived at Chukka swamp tours and were arranged into air boats. These are the things that, if you are old enough to remember Gentle Ben on TV, that they drove. Our guide was Jay and he was a tall lanky character straight out of Fresh Prince of Belaire but with a Jamaican type of accent. He did some fancy gangsta hand shake with Lance and then Lance showed him the Tabubal hand shake with a click at the end (PNG). And he was stoked and zipped off to try it on his mate. 

We hopped aboard our airboat and proceeded into the marsh. We only saw birds and a few fish. Apparently there were crocodiles and manatee but we didn't see any. Whilst that was disappointing, we really liked how they didn't do anything to attract them to the surface and disturb the eco system. And Jay was very entertaining. It was a good tour and very easy going. When we finished I went to the scrupulously clean toilet.  Now I have noticed that the toilet doors in America are quite short and have gaps where people can see you. They have been similar here, but this toilet door I could see right over

 the top!

After tasting rum cream and cashew wine we were delivered back to the port for some shopping and lunch. I had read on trip advisor about a place called the Wet Lizard. Actually I think it was the only place to eat and get a drink. It was perched out over the water and seemed very lively. Sharing a table with a couple from Georgia was the only way we could get a seat. They were really nice and were off another ship.  He had, had a back operation that had gone wrong just before Christmas and was in a brace and used a walker. Poor bugger. 

Back on board Lance had a snooze and I tried and got frustrated with the Internet. 

Dinner was back at Botticelli and Lance had lobster again. We had a drink on the promenade watching people go by. And off to bed for an early start tomorrow when we reach Mexico.