3 flights, 36 hours and countless cups of tea later I have arrived in Belize. And it was worth all of the pain of the travel to get here!
When I arrived in Belize City airport I hopped into a cab and got dropped off in the middle of no-where in the hope that a bus would turn up to take me to Sarteneja. I missed a call as I was in the car and, thinking it was Paul at Wildtracks, I asked the driver if I could quickly borrow his phone to make a local call. His response was "take your time, you're on Belize time now"! Brilliant! If I was in London the driver would have been breathing down my neck until I cut the call off mid-conversation for fear of death by stoning! The bus turned up (when it was due as well!) and I instantly noticed a huge difference from the UK. There was Caribbean music blaring out of every window and two people, a lady from Taiwan called Joy and a Californian guy called Maurice, instantly struck up a conversation that lasted over an hour (if you can call it a conversation as I think I only managed to get in two words on the whole trip!). Maurice is a combination of Forest Gump and Benjamin Button. He told me he was 60 when he looked no older than 40 and he's been a Marine, a Realtor, a billionaire, a model for a beauty school (when his wife was learning how to do manicures at the local college) and he's now moved to Belize from California to smoke Cuban cigars and drink rum! Not sure how much of it I believe but it kept me awake on a potentially boring journey with his stories of dating Californian women and being a Vietnam war veteran (hmmm....).
At Orange Walk Paul met me on the bus and, after some shopping for vegetables and food for the cats, we made the very bumpy drive to Wildtracks. There were 14 of us at dinner yesterday and I am still trying to learn all of the names and backgrounds but they seem like a nice bunch and I think they will help to make it a great month.
This morning I met the Spider Monkeys and Howler Monkeys and I almost lost my top, glasses, necklace and half of my hair! The Spider Monkeys are strong for their size! The Howler Monkeys look very sweet and I think I will like working with them. I am undecided on the Spider Monkeys but I guess we just need to give it time to get to know each other. Some of the volunteers have been here months and have managed to develop lovely relationships with the monkeys so I hope that I will be able to do the same. I'm yet to meet Duke, the manatee, but I hope this will happen soon!
I've also met two lovely (but flee ridden) dogs, thousands of army ants and a couple of snakes who were hanging out in one of the cabanas. All in all, a productive day. And it's only 12pm!
Fantastic :-D
ReplyDeleteYou won't think those howler monkeys are so sweet at three o clock tomorrow morning when they start screaming like a pack of rabid banshees... ;-)
keep 'em coming, Jen!