I’m usually very comfortable on boats. I’d take a boat ride over a bus ride anytime and I’m not scared of water. So I was feeling pretty good about our 2.5 hour long trip to Belize.
That said, the boat did look small.
We all climbed aboard and off we went. I quickly felt like we were a cork jerked around in the huge waves. A tiny boat in deep open water.
A lot of you are curious about the food in Mexico, Belize and Guatemala. Rest assured: there is some and we are not starving. Quite the opposite actually.
This is what you hear when you get to any frontera in Central America.
Riding chicken buses never gets old. This morning, a cow escaped from God knows where and stopped traffic.
The bus was going fast, way too fast for an old school bus turned long distance transportation.
We hopped onto a chicken bus—yes, the chicken bus era has begun.
