Debbie, Terri, Joyce, Jean, Wade, Michael, Joshua, Mike & Margaret, John & Jean, Jim & Joanne -- this one is dedicated to you.
Today Jean, Joanne and I went to Caye Caulker. It's been 5 years since any of us was there. When we worked in other parts of Belize, we would go to Caye Caulker for the day so folks could snorkel. Now that we are in San Pedro, there is no need to go. Except that Jean and I were dying for fry jacks and conch fritters. We took the 9:30 water taxi and went straight to the Sandbox. It really has not changed at all except for new personnel. We had the fruit with yoghurt (their spelling) and granola and the world's best fry jacks. Aaahhh..... I must say that with only 3 of us in there, it really was empty and quiet. Where was that big noisy group at the long table????
We strolled around the island -- Front St. has changed a good bit and not necessarily for the best. More beach front bars and shops, less open beach space, MORE people. We first walked to the Split. The Lucky Lizard is just about to fall in, but you can buy a 2 acre parcel of land across the split. Anyone with a styrofaom box already has the means to get there.
Of course we had to stop outside of Daisy's. The iguanas said to tell everyone 'hello'. We had a momentary shock when we thought Daisy's had given away to a new high-rise building, but we were a block before there. Daisy's looks just the same, doesn't it?
We finished off our trip with lunch back at the Sandbox -- the conch fritters were every bit as good as we remembered them.
I'm glad we went. It was fun for the 3 of us to be there together and walk down memory lane. I think -- other than possibly the fry jacks -- I don't have any desire to go there for another 5 years. San Pedro is definitely where I'd rather be.
Today Jean, Joanne and I went to Caye Caulker. It's been 5 years since any of us was there. When we worked in other parts of Belize, we would go to Caye Caulker for the day so folks could snorkel. Now that we are in San Pedro, there is no need to go. Except that Jean and I were dying for fry jacks and conch fritters. We took the 9:30 water taxi and went straight to the Sandbox. It really has not changed at all except for new personnel. We had the fruit with yoghurt (their spelling) and granola and the world's best fry jacks. Aaahhh..... I must say that with only 3 of us in there, it really was empty and quiet. Where was that big noisy group at the long table????
We strolled around the island -- Front St. has changed a good bit and not necessarily for the best. More beach front bars and shops, less open beach space, MORE people. We first walked to the Split. The Lucky Lizard is just about to fall in, but you can buy a 2 acre parcel of land across the split. Anyone with a styrofaom box already has the means to get there.
and on the way back, stopped in Chocolate's. Chocolate himself was there and told us of all the awards he has won in Belize for his efforts to protect the manatee. Then we walked to "our" house on the back side of the island. I could tell from the road that the septic tank is still doing a great job. Aren't those doors and windows lovely too?
Of course we had to stop outside of Daisy's. The iguanas said to tell everyone 'hello'. We had a momentary shock when we thought Daisy's had given away to a new high-rise building, but we were a block before there. Daisy's looks just the same, doesn't it?
We finished off our trip with lunch back at the Sandbox -- the conch fritters were every bit as good as we remembered them.
I'm glad we went. It was fun for the 3 of us to be there together and walk down memory lane. I think -- other than possibly the fry jacks -- I don't have any desire to go there for another 5 years. San Pedro is definitely where I'd rather be.
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