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SNAPPERS AT WISH WILLY'S

OUR LAST DAY IN CAYE CAULKER AND BELIZE

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We had a completely free day today meaning there were no planned or suggested activities on the schedule. We both keep really busy and enjoyed another great day.

As usual we were up bright and early and were out having breakfast before 8 am. It was nice to relax and drink coffee (again we are missing the Guatemalan stuff) and just surf the net, upload my blog and relax. Gayle decided to rent a bike and explore the island but I couldn’t manage the heat and really felt I need to stay out of the sun after yesterday’s over exposure. I simply sat on the beach under an umbrella and read a book and people watched. I bought a beautiful crocheted bag from this lady who came buy selling her wares. Things are not cheap but I felt so bad for her and her neck. When I asked if her neck got tired, she said “yes, very”. She was with her son, who was delighted to get his picture taken, and a friend. They sat for a while in the shade.

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After wasting away the morning, we went off on our organized tour along with Sam and Marian. On the recommendation of the tour company that took us our yesterday, we decide to go fishing. We had a wonderful time but were a little disappointed that we didn’t get what was advertised. We were promised three types of fishing including the much anticipated spear fishing but only ended up rod fishing. Nevertheless it was fun and the snapper were plentiful. We got lots.

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We also stopped at a Tarpon pool. We feed them and they went nuts!

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There was one mishap when a Friggit bird got caught in our guide’s hook. Thank god it wasn’t mine. He was really good at calming the bird but sadly could not remove the hook. He eventually cut and the bird set off free. These birds were like seagulls, chasing the fish as we were hauling them in.

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After getting back late in the day, our guide cleaned up the fish and we took enough for everyone in our group (17 total) over to the restaurant where we would be eating later. We were told Willy would cook them up. Almost as good as St. Chad’s on fish day. Note the dreadlocks tucked into his back pocket. And a sting ray swam by.

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The fisherpeople bringing the fish to Willy

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We really didn’t know how special this would be until later when Andrew took us as a group to dinner at Wish Willy’s. This place was amazing and reminded me of somewhere Anthony Bourdain would go. It is poked away at the end of a side street and appears to be nothing more than someone’s backyard. As soon as you open the gate the magic begins. From the smell of smoke on the traditional Belizean BBQ to the hammocks in the corner. Not to mention Willy himself who has a presence that instantly welcomes you and making you believe he loves his work. We sat down at a long table and before too long the feast began. Of course it started with huge jugs of rum punch. The first dish to arrive was our fish. They were cooked perfectly in a seasoning that Willy prepared himself in the morning. It was so delicious and fresh everyone was thrilled to be eating our catch. We soon realized there was no need for the extra dish because along came fresh bbqed chicken, pork, lobster, and curried Barracuta, caught today by Willy himself. We had baked potatoes, which delighted the Irish girls, rice, stir fried veggies and I don’t know what else. It was an amazing meal, cooked to perfection in a blissful setting. A perfect ending to our time in Belize.

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Had to try the hammock. This is my view from it.

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Tomorrow begins a 12 journey to Playa Del Carmen, Mexico.

Here are some kids playing soccer with their make shift net.

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Teenagers are the same everywhere.

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My new friend Razda. He is a true Rastafarian. I really wanted the traditional hat not the ones made for tourists so during the time I was off fishing, he found me a locally knit one. Peace and love.

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Posted by curlygirl 22:02 Archived in Belize

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