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Belize - this is a country that anybody will find it hard not to fall in love with. <br /><br />Sorry its been a while, since I last wrote 10 days ago,we about to cross the border from Chetumal, Mexico into Belize. We actually decided to stay one more night after I wrote the previous blog as we didnt really fancy a night bus ride, so after a final selection of tacos for dinner, we were on the road the following morning for a whole new set of adventures in Belize....

Stormy Islands, Rastafarians and a day trip to Guatemala - You Better Belize It!!

Lucian Reed-Drake
2006-03-27 14:03:05

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as our landscape changed to scrubby jungle and palm trees with sandier roads. With English-Creole speaking dreadlocks and haiwaain shirts surrounding us, we knew we had hit the Carribbean style now. YEAH MON!

We arrived in Belize City late afternoon. It was a relief from troubled Spanish conversations to now more understandable English debates with the taxi driver to find out more about the country we have just
arrived in. He warned us not to stay long in Belize City, the Caye islands are the place to be in Belize.

I know what he meant. Belize City, as a capital, well its not as bad as the doomsayers say it is. Yes it has grubby, paint-peeling residencies and a few dodgy 50 Cent looking gangsters on most street corners. But its has a certain frentic vibe to it that I enjoyed, lots of cheap CD and DVD stores (to which I nearly bought Star Wars 3 until I thought it will very likely be a cinema copy). Belize City's people are friendly, they say hello, they hassle for taxis but dont mind if you say no thanks. The crime is evident here, picking up the local newspaper had a pretty shockingly bold headline (see photo). But even though the nightime seems shady, we didnt feel particularly threatened and were adventurous in our cuisine, dining on the extremely impulse order of Cowfoot soup (yes that is "cowfoot"!), you just have to see the photo to imagine the texture of its taste! Beggars walked after us but we walked faster,we played a game of pool in the locals bars, and it was alright. We did by the next day knew it was time to chill on the islands. So after our badly needed laundry run, we booked a water taxi for one the following afternoon.

And so the wind-swept backpackers jumped off the boat at Belize City's celebrated nearby island, Caye Caulker (pronounced "Key Corker"). It is an laid-back island with just one main sandy street that lines bars, restaurants, hotels and tour companies. Rastafarians greeted us ...