I´m not sure I will ever be able to adapt to a european pace lifestyle again. Coming back from a three day sailing trip through the Caribbean, where the only real thinking process of the day was: what time should we start drinking rum? All I know is: Arrrggggghhhh. Because I´m a pirate now.
So, I left off on Wednesday the 5th. That day was quite hectic. I read a book, went to the internet and booked a trip for the next day... True Belizean style.
The three guys I had been travelling with for a bit decided to go for a dive on Thursday. I decided to give tat a skip, since it would have been 190 US and I though was slightly out of proportion. So on Wednesday I booked a full day snorkwling trip. We went on a sail boat (which turned out to be the same one, with which I went on the cruise later) and sailed out to three different spots to snorkel, each time we cam out of the water, there were fresh fruits, lunch or snacks ready and we were looked after quite superbly. Under water, there were amazing corals, lots of sharks, eels, loads of colourful fish and we saw two manatees. Quite amazing creatures. Seeing that they are related to the elephant, it gives away a hint at their size... We trip ended with a two hour sail home with free rum punch. Well, that reall has to be done in the Caribbean with two guides who look like pirates and have small monekeys as pets... The afternoon and the night after the trip got quite long and I had a really good time with the people from the trip and all the other people I had met at the backpackers before.
Friday was recovering time. I had managed to go to the bank and draw money by 3 o´clock and was quite proud of myself. Looking back that does seem a bit sad... Well I had booked a the three day sailing trip for saturday and so relaxing a bit in the shade before that seemed reasonble anyways. In the evening we had a pretrip meeting and I got to know the whole crowd that would come on the trip. They seemed nice, but as Belize is a country where lots of people come for shorter holidays, some of the people seemed to have a bit of a different attitde towards holidays than I have. But I definitely didn´t let that dampen my mood. I called it an early night as we would have to get up early the next day.
On Saturday I woke up before my alarm clock (not sure what got into me) and so decided to go for a quick run (not sure what got into me there either) before we would embark on the trip. When we (Spencer, an american guy came with me) got to the docks, the word was that the big boat we were supposed to go on had an engine problem. So wen had to go on a boat half the size. Quite a pitty, but what can you do. Two hours late we sailed off. A more or less 12 meter boat for 13 pax and two crew. Since we didn´t have to sleep on board that seemed fine. We had two snorkeling stops on the way and were trawling for fish all day. The weather was not too great, since it was a bit cloudy and we had the odd shower, but the wind was good, which made us go wuite fast. To make up, one of the girls caught a nice baracuda on one of the rods, which was gonna be dinner. At about 4 we arrived at the island we would sleep for the night. It´s called Rondevou (incorrect spelling) and is unbelievable. It would take you 30 seconds to walk around it and it had 8 palm trees and a jetty. that´s it. Well, almost, since two people lived on it. Pablo and his son. Quite the couple. We asked them what they did whole day, wherther they went fishing or something else. They answered rather uspet about us not appreciating their job, that they would clean up after we left... They have a hectic lifestyle. When we arrived they were lying in hammock and bed and that position they were able to keep throughout most of the day. Maybe seeing people just made them drowsy... Noone knows. We pitched tents on the island, the captain cooked dinner and we had Baracuda in cocnut sauce with rice and veg. Amazing. The night we had a bond fire on the beach and had a good time. Oh, well, yes there was free rum the whole night. Later the night though it turned out that the whole tent idea was a very bad idea. It was extreely hot inside, the wind made it flap around the whole time and the rain came inside. So my ni9ght was not exactly the best. But it was loads of fun on the island!
On Sunday moring it was another day of stress. Breakfast, sailing, fishing, snorkling, eating, sailing. Highlight was catching a baracuda from the back of the boat. Otherwise lots of hanging around in the sun. In the afternoon we arrived on Tabacco Caye. An island with 20 inhabitants (gross estimation from 2007) and about 4 ´hotels´. It turned out to be very relaxed and the hotels were just small huts with rooms. I was sure not to make the same tent mistake again and I decided to sleep out on a dock that night. That was the best night ever. The moon above and below a light which showed the sea with all the fish. Really great.
Monday was going to be the last day of the cruise and we set off to go to Placencia. Clearly on the way there was fishing snorling and drinking involed. We arrived in Placencia at about 5 in the afternoon and headed out to look for a place. The cheapest place in town was mine and in the evening I went out for some fodd and a few drinks. My plan was to stay in Placencia for two nights, as I could not eb bothered to get up early the next moring to head out.
The next morning (Tuesday) I got up at 10.30 and had to check out or pay for the next night by 11. Somehow though I had the feeling I needed to head out. My plan was to go to the Bay Islands in Honduras, but as this is not possible in one day (more like three) I decided to head out in direction Livingston in Guatemala. The trip was a bit epic, but as I only started at 12.30 it was clear I would arrive late.So I ent from Placencia to Independence with a boat there the 12.45 bus usually comes at 1.30 according to the locals, which it did exactly. that bus took me to the Puerto Gorda in Belize still. From there I took a boat to Puerto Barrios in Guatemala and from there a boat to Livingston. I arrived at about 7.15 in the dark. The trip started off quite nice, but there were a few low points: The ferry from Belize to Guatemala was an open speed boat, which was supposed to take two hours. After about an hour it started raining... Quite wet. About 20 minutes later the word from the captain was : Oh, sin gasoline. That´s really the one thing I didn´t want to hear. But then 10 minutes later another boat came to get us some more petrol. The boats are all about 10 meter long, made out of fibre glass and have 200 horse power engines. So the trip is quite fast. The last trip from Puerto Barrios to Livingston was all in rain. Well, let´s say I was happy to be there in the end and luckyly the rain around here is not really cold. I found a very nice hostel in Livingston, so I felt all good again.
Today, Wednesday, is relaxing a bit, trying to figure out how to get to Honduras tomorrow and have a good time. I hope I will find an easier way to the Bay Islands still, as at the moment the best option semms to include 6 different buses and boats to get there. Wish me luck
Mittwoch, 12. August 2009
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