"You better Belize it" is the slogan that the tourist board have adopted to
entice people to the country. Belize City itself doesn't have a great deal
going for it. To be fair, part of the reason it's not that nice is because
it's on the coast and kept blowing away in hurricanes. So much so that they
moved the capital to Belmopan in 1970, although there's hee-haw there either.
There is a small museum that took about 15 minutes to power through, and a lot
of enterprising gentleman trying to sell you "stuff".
Caution. Ballerinas crossing. |
And apparently this is the one of the only manually-operated swing bridges
over an ocean in the world. But you'll be standing here for a month of Sundays
waiting for it to actually be opened.
A much better trip is to go somewhere on a chicken bus. The bus is an experience in
itself. They're all converted school buses imported from the USA. They all
play very loud reggae / Belizean music. There are no tickets but there is a
conductor. You just flag them down and they stop, unless they're an express
bus, or they're full, or they don't like the look of you. Sadly, I didn't see
any chickens on the bus, but it did take me to Belize Zoo.
Can't remember what these guys were called and now I can't find any trace of them online |
The national bird, "Runt" the keel-billed toucan |
An innocuous log. I'm wise to your game pal. |
Jaguar |
Paint me like one of your French girls |
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Most of my photos and videos were crap and much better ones can be found online. Here's one I took - tapirs seem pretty chilled, and apparently have the biggest penis-to-body size ratio of any mammal.
Water taxis (a fancy word for boats) also leave Belize City for the Cayes
(a fancy word for islands). There's hundreds of them dotted about, and
great for diving, snorkelling, sunbathing, and getting a right good bevvy.
I wasn't up for doing any of that, but I did visit one of the closer ones,
Caye Caulker, which did have a friendly vibe and no vehicles (except golf
cart taxis).
Caye Caulker used to be a single island until a hurricane it and it was
split into two, and now you can visit "The Split".
Since I left my beach body back in Scotland, I didn't stay long, and instead headed further inland to San Ignacio.
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