Trip to Belize part two:
After a few days in Oaxaca we took a bus to Puerto Angel , a small
town on the Pacific. I was digging every minute. From there we took a bus to Chetumal,
a town on the Caribbean right on the northern border of Belize.
The bus went south to Orange Walk Town. This was once British Honduras.
The next stop was our destination, Belize City. Our room was in an old two story
wood hotel with louvered shutters and a slow ceiling fan. By then my girlfriend
had developed dysentery. Since I drank only beer I was OK. I hit a few local
places, kids outside selling weed. The main hangout was a place called Mom's,
where the expats and Europeans went.
The dream of buying land became secondary to the needs of my girlfriend.
So we bought tickets to New Orleans with our land money.
We landed late, but went to Bourbon Street anyway. I had never been to New Orleans.
Over a dozen rides hitching home to Arizona.
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