The trouble with Belize transportation

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


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Wednesday, August 3, 2005

It rained last night, it made the humidity and temperature drop. It was very welcome. I had heard that Katerine was heading to Placencia and I had no idea where to go, so I figured I'd go there or Hopkins or some city on the coast where I could do more snorkelling as well. But I only had 2 BZ in my wallet, so I needed to get money first. But that also meant I had to wait until the bank opened before I could head off to Belize City. On the water taxi back to Belize City, we had to pick up some people at St. George's Caye, which is a private British island. There were a few of them that we saw. Whole islands where there were no others. Just luxury, a cabana with air conditioning, your servants and a golf course. Those were key. But once we stopped to pick up people, the engine had troubles starting up. That was annoying.

The taxi ride from the marina to to the bus station was interesting. There was a fellow passenger in my taxi who was talking about his nine kids (but only three here). Huh? Quite unfortunate, he doesn't know how to control himself. There is no direct bus to Placencia, I have to go to Dangriga and catch the bus to Placencia. Okay. While waiting for the bus, I saw some Mennonites. They have a colony called Shipyard over in Belize. Pretty neat, actually. It was confusing when we got off at Dangriga, there was a German couple. We helped each other figure out when the bus came. I decided to go find a place to eat while I waited for the bus. Got to see the swimming pond over there. The city was pretty bare though. But my taxi driver was pretty cool. I was worried though going back because there was no taxi stand or anything at all passing by where I was. So I went to the restaurant and they had someone drive me back. I just paid him for the ride. That's how it goes.

The ride to Placencia was extremely bumpy and long. It was a local bus because there were just so many stops along the way. It was so dark when we got finally got to the peninsula where Placencia is. We had no idea when to get out though. So we ended up staying until the end, because we thought there was a bus station that we'd get off at. There isn't, bus stations in small cities tend to be code for "this is the place on the street where buses depart". I got off and the German lady did, but the bus started heading off just as the German guy was getting off. Heh. And we were the last ones on the bus, I didn't know what the driver's rush was. We had to ask information on how to get to the Sea Spray which is supposed to be a nice cabana on the beach. It was a bit of a walk but instead of walking on the road, there was a nice little pathway in between the buildings to walk along. Along the way there was this rasta guy who just appeared from behind us. He was wondering where we're going. We told him the Sea Spray, he tried to lead us. We told him to just point out the direction and we'll get there. So he did, but he also tried to get us to go to some hostel somewhere else. I guess he gets commission, so that's why he wanted it. We finally got to the Sea Spray hotel. Finally. Unfortunately the single was 75 BZ, which I couldn't do. And out from behind me pops the rasta guy. He asked if I wanted to go with him to the hostel. I didn't really know where to go and I didn't see any accomodations along the way that looked open, so I agreed. He told me it was only 20 BZ a night, which looked even better after hearing the quote of 70 BZ.

So we went inland a bit to the hostel, or guest house as it's called. And the guy goes to see "his uncle" to get the keys and he showed me the room. It was a room and the bed took up the entire room. Well actually, it was that the room was only the size of the bed. And there was a fan on the wall that barely worked. Oh, I get it, you quote 20 BZ and it's crap then you try to sell me a 75 BZ room afterward. But actually, he showed me a double bed with a private bath for 35 BZ. That was nice. Secure, private and quiet. But of course, when I got back, I tried to bargain with the guy. I just asked if he can make me a deal. He said we'll go with 35 BZ the first night, 30 BZ the second. I bought it. It was still cheaper than Caye Caulker. When I let the Rasta guy out of the room, I saw that the balcony just out my room was packed. All the other hostel mates were there. We introduced ourselves, there were four English boys on a round-the-world, a Swede couple on vacation, two Quebecois girls and a Cali couple on their honeymoon.

They offered me pasta with frankfurters for dinner. They gave me coconut rum with pineapple juice to drink. They knew exactly what I needed. We were already family.

I hadn't even unpacked and they were already on their way out to party. Somehow we made it back after kareoke night at the Sugar Reef. I strictly remember the hostel group singing along to Brown Eyed Girl. When we walked home one English guy got lost, one Canadien girl stayed behind, and another English guy jumped on the back of a golf cart. It was odd that everyone just found their way back home.
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emily sanders on

Very nice. Just letting you know, if you are ever in need of a yacht or boat shipper, look up Yacht Exports. They are experts in their industry. Look them up at www.yachtexports.com.

Mike Jeffrey on

Belize sounds like a nightmare! @emily: I looked up Yacht Exports and they looked extremely professional. Thanks for the tip!

Josaf on

Is it island? because it looks like an island.
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