Caye Caulker –
The Mosquitos here may be small… but really mean and their sting hurts a lot. Although… those are actually sand flies, I think. At “Pause”, our accommodation, the cats are quite early on their paws and hunt for some small crabs. We have breakfast at “Brisas del Mar”: Delicious omelettes with bacon. Add a frappucino with vanilla ice cream to that. We check-out at Pause (unfortunately It’s been booked out for a few days), pack our things and go to “Tropical Paradise”. It’s a cool place, right next to the beach too, with a pier (Pause = sunset. Tropical Paradise = sunrise). The cemetery next door is completely overgrown and with all its palm trees it just looks like a pirate’s cemetery.
We wander through the city for a bit and look for snorkeling and diving opportunities. We don’t do Blue Hole yet, but book 2 dive trips at “French Angelfish” and go snorkeling for today. We get ourself a coconut on our way to the north of the island and sit down on a boat with plenty of shadow. Delicious – and fruity. The Rastaman who sold the coconuts, has a little side business that deals with magical herbs. Thanks, but no Ganja for me it’s. We meet Ben in the beach bar. He’ll go spearfishing with Kate tomorrow. That kinda sounds cool too.
At 2 o’clock we go snorkeling with Carlos. 65 BZD (32.54 USD). We head with the boat out to the reef. Very relaxing and you see a lot of the reef. On our 2nd stop there are already a lot of stingrays and nurse sharks. I have some respect for the stingrays, although you could probably cuddle them on their stomach side without any problems. Unfortunately we didn’t manage to see any Manatees – Maybe tomorrow during our scuba dive with French Angelfish. We have fresh fruit and coconut rum as compensation (Kuknat Rum, very very delicious). We are very exhausted when we arrive at Tropical Paradise. A quick shower and it is already dark outside.
We eat at “Roses”. Barracuda Kebab. Didn’t know that you could actually eat those. The fine print on the menu says “12% Tax added”. A little later one of the guest shouts at us while leaving, that we should watch out, because they automatically add the tax here (well, more like service fee). Not cool, but barracuda is tasty, but… no tip this time. On our way back we get some ice cream and sit down on our private pier. Feels strange for some reason. We get up early and go to bed very early aswell. At 22 o’clock we are already totally spent.