Palm-lined beach at Placencia, Belize
We dropped Espiritu's anchor here more than a week ago and are just now getting settled in here at Placencia, Belize.
The weather has been sunny and hot, without a cloud in the sky. After 9 months of horrifying lightning strikes and daily torrential rain in the equatorial regions, we're really basking in it.
One Belizian family refuses to give up on their home...it's kind of poignant, really.
We've been exploring the greater Placencia area on our bicycles. Unlike Roatan, whose one main road was untenable to bikes, Belize actually has little bike lanes built into the roads.
We had a bike tire repaired at the "Road Kill Tire Shop."
Little pink beach house
Our funky little dinghy dock
Need I point out the obvious: there IS no street named "Ol Husband" in the town of Placencia.
This sign is above the door of the only pharmacy in town. For real. What to make of it?
A humble Sein Bight Village dwelling
I hate using the word "poor" to describe some of these Central American villages we have seen. Even "poverty stricken" doesn't seem quite right. Yes, there is much poverty. But for the most part, the people make do. They live simply, they care for each other, and their basic needs are met. And for the most part, they seem happy.
Sein Bight barber shop
Mother and son on a Sein Bight beach
The girls here have lovely school uniforms -- prettier than any I've seen.
"Get UP here, girl!"
Best friends, together. (It's Ash Wednesday)