It may seem crazy to be blogging from Belize, but there are a couple hours to kill before dinner...
and more importantly we are scheduled to visit Mayan ruins tomorrow, which we expect to be a colonoscopy for the Soul,
we wanted to get these initial thoughts out before they evaporate into Spirituality...
THE BRIDE:
- Rina was confused and debating whether or not she should visit La Isla Bonita. As a precaution the staff advised against kayaking out to the reef. Instead we took "Coastal Express" into San Pedro to eat some local food, bought a very reasonably priced bottle of Caribbean Rum, and met up with some local Rastas who hooked us up with some good music.
- We drank that rum like champions and saved a lot of money sitting on the front porch of our bungalow and naming each creature we saw after a deceased Family member. Uncle Leo the lizard and Memere the land crab to name a few. They must be here with us - it is way too nice.
- Still roaming around like the indecisive queen she is, Rina continued to frighten the staff and they began the mass exodus to the Banana Beach Hotel on the southern side of Ambergis Caye.
- Rina never came. Instead she left us with sunny skies and more time to enjoy the nice weather.
- We met some good friends.
- And were able to find a local market to purchase more rum.
- Upon returning to the island we kayaked 1/2 mile from our Bungalow to the reef and swam with the fishes. It's a bummer they don't let you swim in the Aquarium - there were too many fishes and not enough names for them. We thank God for that.
THE GROOM
-My father drove us to the airport at 4a without so much as a grumble or whine. I hope to capture and maintain his generous spirit throughout my days...
-We took a little plane from Belize City to San Pedro. It was beautiful, and I reckon, as smooth a ride as little planes can ride, but I had an overwhelming feeling that if we crashed and died on our honeymoon, then our "Wedding Mixtape" party favor would go triple platinum, which was a little frustrating...
-While drinking heavily and conversing more heavily, I came to the conclusion that reincarnation makes more sense to me than Heaven, because I imagine God to be rather efficient...
-We wanted to taste local vices. We started with a pack of "Colonial" cigarettes and the next pack we purchased was called "Independence" which felt like tangible Progress...
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Worth noting that while at Banana Beach we caught a film starring Geena Davis as a mother who is attacked. While trying to determine Why, she realizes that she used to be a Spy, and gradually becomes her former self, putting guns together and killing people with ease. The movie was Horrible and equally entertaining. We didn't catch the name (editor's note: The Long Kiss Goodnight) but renamed it "The Geena Davis Ultimatum"
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