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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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us with a handshake and an invite to the innovatively named "RASTA PASTA" restaurant. We had to get to our hotel though, and found a room with our balcony overlooking the sea and palm trees. Street vendors with shell necklaces and local carvings were dotted around us on the street, most of the islanders had their tops off, strangers on bicycles said hello, after all the hardcore travelling we had been up to, we knew straight away that this was a good place to reside for a couple of nights.

We strolled the island for the rest of the day, walking to both north and south points, the south end of the spit lastly, where most travellers gathered for a local Belikin beer after a swim in the sunset. Dinner was entertaining in a highly recommended restaurant called "Haberneros" on the north side of the island. For those who dont know, a "haberno" is actually the hottest chilli in the entire world.

Lucky for us then, they put one on every dinner plate. Dad made the schoolboy error of trying it near the start of the meal and I did notice his persistent coughing and moaning of its heat. A little reluctant, but dogged on by my evil father, I took a chomp out of the little orange berry. Ahhh, mistake.

This IS the hottest thing in the world, no mistake! I actually felt as if my tongue had been doused in petrol and lighted for fun. Its quite an experience even for any British hardcore vindaloo go-getters Im sure. Dad just couldnt stop laughing as I lapped my tongue in water, only for the waiter to laugh and tell me thats worse and I downed some sugar water to eventually get rid of it. This was hot stuff indeed!

We felt like we had to get a cold beer to cool out tongues down (any excuse), so after a Belgium guy urged us to follow the path round to the popular bar "I to Is", we couldnt refuse. We ventured upstairs past the sleeping bouncer to be joined by a singing acoustic rastafarian circled by a large group of obvious backpackers. ...