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Yet another medical saga: Saved by my angels in Merida

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This is a ponderous blog post for many. I will try to leven it with beautiful artsy pictures from Merida, taken when I first went for a medical consultation in December. This, for example is one of the many many churches in Merida. I don't know which they have more of, churches or medical facilities. Every public square seems graced with a church.
This is a ponderous blog post for many. I will try to leven it with beautiful artsy pictures from Merida, taken when I first went for a medical consultation in December. This, for example is one of the many many churches in Merida. I don’t know which they have more of, churches or medical facilities. Every public square seems graced with a church.

Hello. Miss me?

So sorry. I have checked out — in a number of ways — and the Bound for Belize blog has fallen by the wayside.

Then I popped back up the other day with that number on violence and murder in Belize and I know it felt more like a hard slap than a cheery wave “hello” to many.

Sorry about that.

The trouble with this blog is that I write about what moves me, what’s on my mind. Since I am beholden to no advertiser or revenue stream or reader, it comes and goes as I am moved most — or least.

I hope you enjoyed my friend Jeff Drew’s guest post on spending the day with Jose/Salva, a solitary fishermen at sea in his kayak. I see Jose paddle out nearly every day in fair weather and foul. I find him incredibly brave and determined. Thank you Jeff, for sharing your story. Read the rest of this entry »

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