So San Pedro pretty much redefines “laid back”. People who need to get somewhere fast do it on a golf cart or bicycle, crowds are pretty much non-existent and no actually means no when somebody tries to sell you something. But, I suppose for somebody, it’s just a bit too hectic.
Enter, Caye Caulker.
This place redefines the redefinition that San Pedro redefined. Definitely. Take the speed of San Pedro and slice it in half and you almost have Caye Caulker.
The island is absolutely beautiful, lots of little houses and shops that are touristy but feel more like a sandy museum than anything else. Bought a coconut and drank it from some guy on the street, right across from where somebody had turned two small trees into a statue of Spongebob Squarepants. Plenty of cheap restaurants, but also locals firing up their own barbeques and offering you fresh fish and lobster. Big Rastafarai culture.
The experience that defined the place for me, though, was the Lazy Lizard, a bar and restaurant that had lost some property to a hurricane a while back. Well, the picnic table that ended up under the water stayed there, the breakwall that broke had suntanners on it and seesaws were fixed to the dock in the water. Too awesome.
This is the official last day of the trip, as tomorrow is all wrap up and transit, so I wouldn’t say we’re going out with a bang, but we are definitly going out with an “AHHHH”, which isn’t half bad.
Overall, pretty glad I came back to Belize. Belize City, as far as I can tell, is still the hole we knew it as from the cruise ship days, but these islands are freaking magic. Highly recommend.
One more sleep, then home… Kinda…