Friday we went back to Belize city for our final dental check-ups. In the waiting room we met a woman and her 12year old daughter from Texas who had moved to Belize 2 years ago to live on one of the Cayes (islands) and run a resort. Awesome! I asked the daughter how she liked it and she was apathetic at best. But she is twelve, so I imagine its hard to impress a twelve year old with much. :)
At the bus stop there was this little shop called "Kazi Shop" which was totally cool.
The market is full of amazing fruits and veggies, beans and rice in big bags, whole stalks of plantains, banana leaves, clothes, shoes, meat, everything!
We met this medicine man and his niece selling piles of medicinal bark harvested from the jungle. He told us all about natural tropical medicine and how saddened he is that everyone just gets an injection for everything now. We are saddened too. He gave us his info so we can visit him sometime.
B loves Belize City because there is a large population of black creoles. Its fun to hear reggae blaring on the radio and dudes talking in creole or a thick jamaican-sounding accent. Feels like home to B I think. :)
Then we took a fried chicken break outside the terminal before hopping on our bus home. Ru passed out with daddy right away. K is just a tad longer than a school bus seat now, if anyone wonders.
Grandma Marla is keeping an eye on us. I hope you're proud mama.
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