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| Enjoying some Saturday morning cartoons on the PBS Sprout network |
In the morning Kris set off again hotel hunting and the boys
and I played on the beach right outside our hotel room. We watched a boy
catching some fish from the ocean and throwing them up into the air for the
seagulls to catch! After a few minutes a large pelican showed up to get in on
the breakfast action. After about an hour it started getting really windy and
even raining. So we went back into our room. Kris returned saying he’d found a
great place for only $25US per night! We packed up checked out and caught a
taxi ($2.50 US) to the Ocean Pearl hotel. We met the manager Gretchen and she showed
us to our room. The room had one queen bed and one twin bed with a private
bathroom. The neat part was that the
room opened into a big lounge area that had a kitchen area with a fridge, microwave,
coffee pot and dishes we could use. There was also decent internet and a book
exchange too. This worked really well for us because we could put the boys to
bed and then sit right outside our room on the couches until we were ready to
sleep.
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| Driving the boat at the playground |
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| Sliding! |
We ate dinner at a restaurant on the beach called Sobre Las
Olas (Above the Waves). Kris had a whole lobster with rice, I had sweet &
sour chicken with rice and garlic bread (best garlic bread ever!!), and the
boys shared chicken strips with French fries. While waiting for our food the
boys played in the sand with their Lightning McQueen cars. Jonathan built a
garage for Lightning and then proudly remarked, “Looks like I’m a sand machine
today huh?” We met a guy from Portland Oregon who’d spent a few hours with a
native boy fishing, by hand. That’s right, no rods, just a hook and a piece of
fishing line. The Belizean boy had taught Mr. Oregon and his buddies how to
fish, and then how to clean the fish. It was quite comical watching them use
knives to remove the scales, exclaiming that they were flying up into their
faces- so glad it wasn’t me! Mr. Oregon had actually heard of Angels Camp, because
he has an uncle who lives in Twain Harte. Guess the world isn’t that big after
all! They showed us two of the interesting fish they caught- one was blue and
called a parrot fish, it had small but sharp teeth. The other was quite
odd-looking and was called the Old Wife fish. After dinner we enjoyed a
leisurely walk back to our hotel, savoring the quietness of the island. The
motto for Caye Caulker is “Go Slow” and we were happy to oblige. We all slept
well despite the raging wind and rain storm that howled outside for most of the
night.
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| Hibiscus flower at our hotel- it was as big as my hand! |
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| Sobre Las Olas had swing seats too! |
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| Parrot fish and Old Wife fish, caught my Mr. Oregon |
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