Category: Adventures in Belize
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In the Heart of the Real Jungle, and the Urban Jungle
“The wilderness is a place that every believer has to experience to be molded for their divine purpose.” E’yen A. Gardner I don’t exactly know what Armin was trying to tell me Friday morning, because of his rapid dialect and my limited brain cells trying to grasp it; and, because I was sobbing and hugging…
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Sundays in Paradise
Sundays can be real fuckers. Before this journey it was because I was anxious and unhappy to start the corporate America work week each Monday. When I lived on an island in Belize it was because we had an increase in humans then and the tourists went apeshit on the weekends. Now, I honestly can’t…
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Jungle Art
Since the deed is done and I won’t argue or negotiate on any of my life choices these days, I will just tell you about the experience. It was very cool. I wish all of the times that I got tattoos before this could have been as pleasant as my time spent getting one a…
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Jungle Party
I try to have some semblance of structure to certain parts of my days because it helps keep me grounded. If my early waking hours involve having a leisurely coffee with a cat nearby, then my morning is complete. While intermittently pouring hot water over my coffee grounds in the chorreador, I walk around and…
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Jungle Bugs
I thought I wrote about giving Mo medicine last week for “bugs in his butt” (worms), but maybe that was just me sending a bunch of text messages to friends letting them know I drugged the cat. Well, I did. It was very evident from almost the first week I knew Mo that the likelihood…
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All That Plus a Bag of Chips
When I was traveling this past October with Anna, my friend from London who I met in Belize, we ate many of our meals together. In my opinion we had some of our best talks over these meals, and even though we only knew each other for two weeks before embarking on the trip, we…
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The Blue Cheese Incident
aka Blue Cheese and Gold Swimwear There is a rainy season in all of Central America but the skies will open up and flood you at any moment, even if the weather forecast says it’s sunny out. We went through such an intense rainy period in Caye Caulker I wasn’t sure it would ever stop.…
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Public Transportation & Prophylactics
As usual, there were completely different thoughts flowing on the page. I have since gotten distracted by a memory from last month that I found highly amusing but haven’t shared. If I didn’t talk to strangers I’d miss out on half of my content, possibly more, and this is no exception. When it became clear…
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Love Bites..& Stings
I learned a new sentence in Spanish last week: “Me picó una abeja en la planta del pie.” I’m expanding my limited intermediate Spanish fluency one sentence at a time (remember the doorknob and pliers conversations?), a fluency level I now call, “element-ermediate.” New word, made it up. Why not? Some moments I really know…
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Everywhere and Nowhere
“You are only free when you realize you belong no place – you belong every place – no place at all. The price is high. The reward is great.” Maya Angelou I did not wish upon a star last week, I wished upon the full moon and a tree of monkeys. A few days ago…
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Full Moon & the Fruit Basket
I tricked myself into thinking that walking the beach in midmorning during the full moon would be safe. Spoiler alert: it was safe in a manner of speaking. I am fine, no scratches on my body, just in my mind. No biggie, we will add it to the others. After 15 years spent working the…
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Red Plate Hostess & Duolingo Dirty Hippie
I’ve really settled into this tropical Caribbean-style life. I describe all of us locals as “dirty hippies.” We all walk around with unintentional beach waves in our hair, a golden sheen to our tans, no matter the shade of skin and this faraway look in our eyes. For me that look represents the magic of…
Pixie in Paradise 