We stayed at the Radisson St George Hotel the first night.  It was cautioned that the neighborhood was not a safe place to be at night – especially for tourists who have a tendency to wander because they just want to know where “this” road goes.

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I took a picture of these steps in the hotel because they felt good.  I liked the way they looked, I liked the way they felt – they were comfortable.

Before we headed off to Corozal, we took a foot tour of Belize City near the water in the downtown area.  I can’t say that I didn’t feel safe but I just didn’t trust anyone who tried to get my attention.  Anything can be had for a price.

This was in the center of town…every city loses someone(s) in the war.

Roads between Belize City and Corozol were quite bumpy…no shoulders … lots of blemishes and lots of Pedestrian crossings which are not marked well and can be anything from a crude little bump in the middle of the street to a well formed piece of asphalt.  The Nissan Pathfinder we rented had very bad shocks which was totally understandable due to the rough roads.  The two hour drive in the car was not pleasant!

I see Belize as a very poor country.  As usual, we didn’t hit the tourist spots, we wanted to see the inside and outside of the country.  I can only speak to the areas we were in but it is not a place where expats can move to and expect their way of life to continue. Traveling north from Corozol about 7 miles is the crossover into Mexico which the entry city is touted as the shopping mecca with a Walmart and cheaper gas.  We didn’t cross the border.

Snapped a couple of pictures of the larger houses in Corozol downtown area.

elaborate fencing was everywhere.

We stayed at the Sea Breeze Hotel…budget hotel.  Cheap and clean was all I could ask for…and it was for the  most part.  Most nights we ate around the corner at the Copper Horse Inn.  The Canadian who ran the Copper Horse Inn provided great meals and great sass!

The Belize City airport is very nice.  This isn’t the first time we have visited a country where you boarded from the Tarmac…but it’s a totally different feeling than what we are accustomed to in the states.

I know that most of my trip was seen thru diverticulitis eyes….the unknown and lack of amenities I’m accustomed to certainly took away from the joy of my visit.  IF I were to go back, I would definitely do the tourist stuff and forego my curiosity of the Belizian culture…but I probably won’t go back.  Too many other places waiting to be explored.

Until next time….