I am sitting in the Sea Breeze Guesthouse in Corozal, having finished in just under a month the terrestrial portion of my Belize guide, driving with my friend Dave Narby (AKA Goldman) 1200-odd miles, north to south, east to west and back north again. I have trekked through the jungle on horseback, swum in the ocean, nearly seen a shark (others did), Punta Danced with several beautiful women during a 3-day festival of debauchery known as Garifuna Settlement Day, spoken to more hotel and resort owners that I can remember, gotten to see the affect that my work has had on at least two dozen good people's lives, seen a few wild animals (eaten a couple, must admit), walked through menacing streets, eaten cacao right off the tree, swum and danced again, written too damned little, learned a few phrases in Spanish and Creole, and held a friend's newborn baby in my arms.
*Some photos in this collage included with permission of Mz35
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