Families are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter. -- Brad Henry

Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Belize - Day 3

This morning we woke up again to a quiet ocean breeze, then walked down to the pier to catch a boat to another island, Ambergris Caye.  Their largest town on the island, San Pedro, is supposedly the better tourist destination.



When we arrived in San Pedro, we immediately noticed a much faster paced environment.  Their streets were paved and they had lots of real vehicles as well as golf carts.  The drivers don't yield to pedestrians, either.  In fact, Ashlyn got side-swiped by a mirror while we were walking! 

So we decided to play it safe and get around in our own golf cart.


Eric drove while the two girls sat in the back with the camera taking selfies.


We passed by this little side vendor and decided to sample some authentic Belizan food.


They sold tortas, a really small taco filled with either chicken or pork, a spoonful of onions, then a squirt of green chili sauce.  We opted for $2 worth to sample, which was 10 tortas.


Quite tasty!  They were small little things that you could eat in two bites.  They made a great late-morning snack.


After a quick bite and getting our bearings, we headed out for the beach.  This island did have a few pockets of public beaches.  It was still early enough that they weren't crowded yet.


By noon, we were ready to eat a bigger meal.  A unique dish is called the pupusa.  It's like a flat pancake with something stuffed inside of it.  A plate is served with any 3 pupusas and a side of cabbage.  I ordered my trio to be a cheese, a bean, and a pumpkin (which was squash/zucchini).  Delicious!



After lunch, the little one and I decided to catch a boat back to Caye Caulker where the pace was a bit slower.  Eric and Ashlyn kept the golf cart and did more sight seeing for another few hours.  



I decided that swinging in a hammock in Belize wasn't complete without a fresh coconut.  Then the little one saw an ice cream shop.  Have you ever heard of corn ice cream?  Us neither.  But it tasted like sweet creamed corn!  So yummy.



We met back up with the other two and hung out again at the Split for drinks and to watch the sunset.  I could get used to this!