This post is a photo journal of a variety of random “along the road” photos we took on our travels through Belize. Sometimes it’s the unintentional photos that tell the best stories. We hope it gives you an authentic feel for the real Belize.
Little girl on Caye Caulker…
Animals near or on highways…
Old men on bicycles, motorbikes and tricycles…
School children…
Animals in bars and other odd places…
“Hey bartender, I’ll have another Scotch, straight-up.”
Unusual buildings…
Amusing signs…
Unusual Bars… this one was called Cheers. Talk about losing the shirt off your back!
Hot windy roads, rivers and one-way bridges…
Incredible refreshing cenotes…
Rain and fog and undulating hills…
Local fresh produce markets…
Smooth creamy delectably exquisite heavenly guacamole… with homemade corn chips…
All kinds of trees…
Prisons with gift shops…
It always amazes us when we see 3-4 people on a bicycle, usually in Mexico, but often in other Latin-American countries too. With the paranoia in Canada about every child and adult wearing a helmet, and no doubling-up or riding on the handlebars, like we used to do as kids (remember that?), it is shocking to see up to five people on a bicycle riding down the highways or on busy city streets in Central American countries. They are all dressed up too. Going to church? Going to work? Who knows, but it is all quite normal to them. Imagine how they would be shocked at our strict rules.
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That was a lovely ‘tour’….love all the vibrant natural colours – such a ‘natural adventure’ – no drama or tragedy. Good, healthy everyday living and enjoying. Heartwarming.
Yes, it’s always quite lovely just driving through a country, and it’s amazing how much is revealed about the real culture of that place as you drive along. We can’t imagine a better way to explore a country, other than driving.
This is awesome!! We love Belize! The photos of people on bicycles is funny because, you’re right. People would be shocked at people without helmets and multiple people piled onto the bike. We survived childhood without helmets and riding no hands and our kid brother on the handlebars.
Ha ha ha. Too funny Cecile. The first time we saw people piled on one bicycle, we were shocked, but by the end of the trip, it seemed perfectly normal. We certainly did ride no hands and on the handlebars in our childhood days, and I can remember skidding out on gravel, and horror of horrors, I didn’t have a helmet on! Smile. I think you tend to land on your bum or your knees when you fall off a bike and rarely do you land on your head.