There and back again
Jun. 9th, 2009 09:50 pmWe planned a big family trip to celebrate Z graduating from High School and X graduating from college. However, it took a while (i.e. a year) to get our act together. After quite a bit of debate and indecision, we finally planned a week in Belize planned and now we're back.
It was quite an adventure. Think Indiana Jones without the head-hunters. The high point was Actun Tunichil Muknal, former entrance to the Mayan underworld, where you ford the river three times hiking to the entrance and have to swim to get into the cave. You then climb, swim, and wade to get to beautiful formations and the remains of hundreds of Mayan sacrifices (including a number of human sacrifices). It is hard to believe that they let tourists in.
Other cool experiences included the Mayan ruins at Cahal Pech and Xunantunich, a velvety black tarantula that got into our room somehow, wandering around San Ignacio and Hopkins Village, riding Belizean buses, and playing "Contact" in the evening as beetles and moths dive-bombed us.
The Belizean people were very friendly. How often do you have a car-load guys pull up along side you as you're walking down the road to ask if you're enjoying your stay in their village? They have many distinct cultural groups (Mayan, creole, mestizo, hispanic, garifuna, and immigrants of all sorts) but there seems to be very little tension between groups.
Of course coming back means dealing with all the work that piled up while we were gone, helping Z get her armor finished, and getting ready for NOWM but for once the hassle of coming back doesn't overwhelm the fun of the trip.
It was quite an adventure. Think Indiana Jones without the head-hunters. The high point was Actun Tunichil Muknal, former entrance to the Mayan underworld, where you ford the river three times hiking to the entrance and have to swim to get into the cave. You then climb, swim, and wade to get to beautiful formations and the remains of hundreds of Mayan sacrifices (including a number of human sacrifices). It is hard to believe that they let tourists in.
Other cool experiences included the Mayan ruins at Cahal Pech and Xunantunich, a velvety black tarantula that got into our room somehow, wandering around San Ignacio and Hopkins Village, riding Belizean buses, and playing "Contact" in the evening as beetles and moths dive-bombed us.
The Belizean people were very friendly. How often do you have a car-load guys pull up along side you as you're walking down the road to ask if you're enjoying your stay in their village? They have many distinct cultural groups (Mayan, creole, mestizo, hispanic, garifuna, and immigrants of all sorts) but there seems to be very little tension between groups.
Of course coming back means dealing with all the work that piled up while we were gone, helping Z get her armor finished, and getting ready for NOWM but for once the hassle of coming back doesn't overwhelm the fun of the trip.