Sand between the toes

Trip Start Jul 29, 2005
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Trip End Aug 15, 2005


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Sunday, July 31, 2005

The last boat to the mainland had already left. I was already on it. I had to find someplace to stay for the night, even if it meant that I had to create a makeshift bed out of my backpack. At least I had the insight to bring my own bed sheet for the journey. It helped back in Cancun when those bed sheets looked rank.

I think this has to be the toughest part about travelling, finding a place to stay. You want to shop around, but you don't want to bring around such a heavy backpack all around. I solved that issue in Europe when I learned how to utilize the train station locker system, but back in Belize I had to find a place. On the plus side was that Caye Caulker is tiny. It's three streets wide and the length up to the split only takes 20 minutes to walk. I just started at the supposed tourist center. Inquired, found out it was a hotel worth 45 a night. Well at least I knew there were vacancies. That made things better. Most places in the guidebook had no vacancies though. After going to each place I heard one of two things...no rooms or 40+ a night. Considering that most places had only five to ten rooms total, it wasn't surprising actually. I headed down the path to the end. I figured the farther away from the pier, the cheaper it's going to be. I was right. And at least if I don't find a place, maybe I could find a Caulker family to adopt me for a night or few.

Well one of the hotels in the guidebook was actually closed down since the last hurricane, but the one right next to it was open. I asked about the price. 35 BZ. That's 18 bucks. That's all she needed to say. I could've and should've bargained down, but I was tired and it was the first time I heard the quoted price below 20 dollars. It was funny actually. I saw the hotel from the beach. There was no pathway actually, so the place wasn't even on a street. But I walked on the beach and saw it, and I followed the signs to the entrance. I eventually saw a family eating a meal. They were having rice and some fish. A girl came out of a door with a plate of vegetables. That was where the entrance sign was. I was a bit confused. But then the family told me to go in, they'll meet me there. The lady told me there were vacancies. She wanted to know if I wanted one with a private bath or communal bath. I'm saving money so it was to be a communal bath. She told me which room and showed me the bathrooms. I had a room. It was fairly large and had ceiling fans. I had a room.

I loved Caye Caulker (pronounced kind of like Key Corker). I loved my room. There was a lovely terrace where I was able to listen to the waves and smell the ocean water. It was just like being in the Caribbean, but cheaper, and close to Guatemala. I liked having this part of the holiday first. If all else kept going wrong, at least I always had the memories of Caye Caulker. The island is more like a snorkeler's paradise. There were quite a few snorkelling and scuba tours. I wasn't really expecting to do it, but when walking around, I asked a guy about it and I signed up on a whim. Didn't seem like there was much else to do anyway. It seemed like there were more college and European types over here on Caye Caulker, not many Americans. I think Americans go to Caye Ambergris. Dinner was good, not necessarily filling and not the best yet, but it was very tropical island. Marie Sharp's was flavorful as it says so. That's the pepper sauce that Belize is known for. I also got to experience Belikin, the Belizean beer. Fairly good. I went to be early because I knew I had a long day of snorkelling ahead of me.
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kimbabe
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caye caulker
Doesn't that island have a special kind of energy?
I loved it there!
Kim

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