Belizean Bootcamp 4/9/19
Yet another day of new adventures!
We started off with coffee on the sand...surrounded by warm breezes and free iced coffee shots and mini cinnamon rolls while waiting in line. After our cups were full, off we went to get out tickets for the ferry.
Then another one hour boat ride over to Belize...and a new set of adventures! We are kinda getting used to this commute and are starting to recognize some of the children who commute at the same time to school in Belize City.
When we arrived in Belize City, we did not see Brenton, our tour guide, so we made our way to the parking area to wait there. It's easier than waiting on the main water taxi strip where everyone tries to get you to either buy cheap t-shirts...get a rum and coke...buy ice cream...come inside and use the wifi, or pay 50 Belizean cents for toilet paper in the bathroom!
Once Brenton arrived, we loaded up and headed to the zip lines! It was about an hour drive, so we just chatted about our day and tried to convince Brenton to join us to get over his fear of heights...but, that was a big NO GO, lol!
Arriving at the zip lines we immediately met Darren, who said it would work to also call him Darling, ha---so we did! He harnessed us up, and off we went with Darling and Fatima (his assistant) up the hill..in sticky heat, to the first platform. Both Gwen and I were ready and willing, but we had one woman in the bunch that Gwen threated to push her off f she didn't get her nerve up and jump off the platform. LOL!
Right after we took the van down to the limestone caves where we went tubing in dark, magical caves. They are immense, dark and very mysterious..you can feel the history here of the ancients as you float thought figurines made form ancient stalactite and stalagmite filled caverns.
We decided to just be in the moment, so we didn't get pics..but really it's one of those things you just have to see...Gwen DID get GoPro shots, though..so we can relive it a bit later.
Here are a few Google photos so you can kinda see how amazing it is..
Next we ate a nice chicken, rice and beans and coleslaw lunch...and then took off for the Baboon Sanctuary.
We were met by a friendly Rastafarian named Royce, who was very calm and welcoming. He explained to us that they are not truly baboons, that was a name given to the howler monkeys by early loggers...and it just stuck. To these days the Belizeans call them baboons.
Royce had befriended the howler monkeys and soon upon our arrival, down they came out of the trees. He brought one banana that we all split and shared in awe as they came down and ate out of our hands!
They were so gentle, yet I could feel their teeth srape my hand to get any leftover banana bits. She had no intention to harm us, and neither did we. It was a moment of mutual trust and one we will be long to forget!
Again, we started to creep up on our water taxi time, so we loaded up and off we went again!
As we were on the water taxi coming back to Caye Caulker, for our third trip in four days, we laughed saying that we just may have joined the Belizean Boot camp!








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