So for those of you that don't know Belize used to be an English colony, thus why they speak English here. But the relevancy of this information will come into play soon enough. Today we didn't have much going on it was a day mostly for us to make new contacts for potential projects and to explore a bit on our own. A bit of an early weekend start. Kristina, one of the country coordinators wanted us to meet a man she had met a week or so ago named Dave.
Dave is a Scottsman who sounds a lot like Craig Ferguson. He's got that Glascow Scottish dialect accent going on with a full head of white hair. Anyway, we all went and met with him around 11:00 in a little shack on the side of the road. Apparently he sells seafood, at least thats what the sign on the wall outside said with a poorly drawn fish with a nice happy face where the gills should be. Amazing right?
So we all went in and sat around in chairs he provided as we introduced ourselves and tried to keep the sweat from pouring down our noses. Dave told us he was here serving in the British military back when it was a colony (see I told you the information would be relevant). He came back afterward and married a Belizian woman and has been here for the past 20 years. He gave us some life lessons about general things he thought we needed all the while people dropped in and would say hi to him.
After we left Dave's shop we headed back to the apartment and got some stuff that we'd need for the weekend. Mostly water. Trellany, Kim, and I went to a small store to get two 5 gallon jugs because we were out. Celina's it was called and they sold a jar of peanut butter for the low cost of $45.00 Belize, which is like $23 American. You keep your peanut butter I'll do without the PB&J for now.
While Trell, Kim, and I got the water, Kristina and Danielle went into Belmopan (the capital) to find an orphanage to work at, and Kyle went to go pick up our newest team member, Randy who flew in today. So after getting the big jugs of water we headed out to go find a place called the Hammock Bridge where apparently a lot of iguana's congregate. Dave told us this info.
The bridge was about a 45 min walk on a long dirt road towards the jungle. We found a pretty cool pond on the way with a hut built out on a pier. Took some pics and then continued on. When we finally reached the bridge at the end of the road it was a cool sight indeed. Two rivers merged and a very rickety plank bridge spanned across one of the rivers. Oh yeah, and there were NO iguanas. I was somewhat dissappointed but hey what can you do? Some locals were swimming in the water and jumping off a swing that was attached to a HUGE tree that hung over the river. We watched some kids swing off and one kid eat it hard twice. Got some good laughs and then we headed out.
Dinner was at Greedy's a local place where we had some BBQ chicken and wings, we enjoyed some more Bob Marley music and laughed at the rastafari dude sitting near us as he was just sharing his love of life. After dinner we all took taxi's to Benque a small town right on the border of Guatemala, like the border is a minute away by foot.
We were there to support a local from San Ignacio and his band. There were a lot of people there but we made fools of ourselves dancing to the reggaeton music. Nobody was dancing everyone was sitting on the sides like some sort of high school dance where everyone sits on the sides and the one odd kid is dancing, except that odd kid was us. So then the bands played some covers of 80's rock songs and we cheered them on. Got some sprite in bags with straws and saw a dog with a unibrow and curly mustache drawn on him with marker. Some more laughs and then we headed home for the night.
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