Belizean Christmas

Despite hundreds of cancelled flights across the US today, both our Boston flight and Atlanta connection were on time. It’s a holiday miracle!

Belize City has their system down perfectly. Those with COVID tests go in one line, those needing on-site rapid tests go in another. Show your test, show your passport, show your customs forms, and that’s all. We checked in for our domestic flight, grabbed a beer (which you can carry openly around the terminal), and went to wait for our flight.

I adore tiny planes. I love that they don’t pressurize, and I really love being able to see the world go by from above. My love of tiny planes started on a flight from Hartford to New Haven decades ago, although no flight will ever be more magical than flying over the Okavango Delta in Botswana and seeing herds of elephants and Cape Buffalo from the sky. Still, this was pretty amazing – we clearly could see rays (and possibly turtles) in the aqua waters below.

There are no real roads near where we are staying, so we got picked up at the San Pedro “airport” in a golf cart, which took us to a boat. Half an hour across the water and we had arrived!

We got checked in, unpacked, and took a quick walk on the beach. We were warned that the mosquitos and sand flies are fierce at sunset and that is absolutely no joke, so we are sheltering inside until the sun goes down and the Kells arrive.

Tomorrow is a relax day. There’s a kayak available to borrow that I have my eye on. Maybe some snorkeling – I just need to remember to leave my watch and ring behind since apparently the barracuda love to attack shiny things. 😯