Belikin beer
Hockey in Belize? Why not? Go Buccaneers!
They called the tournament the inaugural Caribbean Coconut Cup and the grand prize was an artfully carved and lacquered Belizean wood-and-coconut trophy.
The program cover described it as an “International Friendly Ball Hockey Tournament.”
And it was indeed friendly — after the games. At Wayo’s or some other fine beachside drinking and socializing establishment.
During the games? Read the rest of this entry »
‘Criminal Minds’ in Belize? After screening, even worse than we imagined
On a balmy Friday night a couple dozen expats gathered beside the lagoon here on Ambergris Caye for an outdoors screening of this week’s episode of the spin-off CBS show “Criminal Minds: Beyond Borders.”
Since its original TV airing on Wednesday, expats and Belizeans all over this tiny country have been convulsed in paroxysms of laughter. To be honest, some have been convulsed in paroxysms of rage.
This week, the elite FBI team lead by a heavily botoxed Gary Sinese drops into Belize to find a young American honeymoon couple who have gone two days without posting anything on social media, thus raising suspicions of foul play.
Let me say this: We all know Hollywood makes stuff up. That is what they do. That is their job and we mostly appreciate it.
But, seriously? Read the rest of this entry »
Drink more Belikin, fight potholes: A cap-ital idea
Ambergris Caye is famous for many things. Among the most famous, its pothole-filled streets.
It is just the nature of island living. We are sitting on a fluid pile of sand, silt and rock that shifts and seeps and moves with the wind and the rain. Especially the rain.
So, it is not unusual to see a town truck drop crushed rock on a badly pocked stretch of road, only to have the craters back in a matter of days.
Which brings me to the absolutely brilliant idea I had this morning as I walked along Boca Del Rio. While grappling with sun stroke.
Just kidding. No sunstroke. But really, it is a brilliant idea.
In a word: bottlecaps. (Spellcheck tells me bottlecaps is two words. Not in my blog, Spellcheck. Back off, or I’ll break you up into “spell” and “check.”)
Bear with me.
While walking, I noticed an especially flat section of the road. Believe me, when you see a flat section of an unpaved road in the midst of undulations, crevices and craters then it behooves you to investigate.
For whatever reason — and I think the number of nearby bars has something to do with it — bottlecaps galore are embedded into the road. Mostly Belikin, of course.
My theory is that the serrated edge of the caps provides an interlocking effect that retards the the erosion of the roads. The more caps slammed into the soil, the greater the surface cohesion.
The beautiful thing is there is an infinite supply of bottlecaps, as we drink a lot of beer here. Almost all of it Belikin.
And we’re lucky: The public seems attuned to tossing their caps on the ground already. We just have to get people to aim for the road. The constant traffic of golf carts, taxi vans and pickup trucks will do the rest.
Well, that’s all I’ve got. And the sunstroke is making me dizzy.
Just think about it. Since you are going to toss your bottlecaps on the ground anyway, toss them where they will do the most good.
Next week: How used Styrofoam cups, plates and containers can be turned into the home of your dreams . . .
Night of the gecko … terror strikes deep in San Pedro
There’s a gecko in the bedroom.
Like many a good gecko, this one is heard but not yet seen. Unlike that overexposed fellow who shills for GEICO.
Problem is, the gecko is heard at the most inopportune times. Like when we are trying to sleep. If you go strictly by the sound, this thing must weigh in at 10 pounds and measure more than a foot long. Read the rest of this entry »
A last California Christmas
We didn’t make it easy for anyone this Christmas.
I mean, what do you buy for the people who are trying to get rid of everything?
The truth is, with our departure for Belize a little more than a month away, more than anything we just wanted time with our family and friends. That is the best gift in the world.
And we got it.
Rose’s kids, Caira and Jon and Jon’s partner, Quinn, came home for what felt like whirlwind visits and an early Christmas before departing for a UK holiday with their English family. Read the rest of this entry »
Hello, Belize, you beautiful, colorful, complicated thing you!
A couple of flights that can only be described — thankfully — as “uneventful” have brought us to Belize.
More specifically: the Blue Tang Inn at 1 Sandpiper Lane in San Pedro on Ambergris Caye. (I’ve suddenly begun misspelling the caye as “Amberguis” on Facebook. What’s with that? Sleep deprivation?)
So, words fail me just now — hey, it is sleep deprivation!
Until the brain re-engages, here are some early photos.
As we walked back to the inn we met our first San Pedro real estate agent, who naturally offered to help us find a home. We may drop back to chat with her.
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