It was all a dream

A week back in PR and Belize seems like a long-ago dream. My dear friends, Leanne and John were here when I returned and the time with them passed all too quickly also. But it was great to have them here and be reminded of our 25 year-strong-friendship. Some relationships just have staying power.

A little piece of me is still lying in the hammock looking at the pool and the tree and the jungle and hearing the jungle noises, swatting away bugs, letting the white noise of my usual life fade away.

Or thinking about black beans and fry jacks.

Or the 300 foot "Black Hole Drop." Ziplining. Horseback riding through the jungle. Practicing Spanish. Badly. Having Tella laugh at me. (for the bad Spanish). Laughing with Karen, Betty, and Bighair. Plus our new best-friends, Mersada and Carla. (How are things in NYC?)

What about the spa treatment? Receiving a massage in a hut on the dock, with the louvred windows letting the swish of the waves and the Carribean breeze take me away?

Yeah, Belize. Thanks Karen. Thanks Betty and BH. Thanks to everyone at the JD.

Again Belize

Another blissful day in Belize with all our close and personal friends. We did Black Hole Drop today - 300 feet straight down... a little unnerving, but life affirming. A hike through the jungle first to warm up. What a day. We lunched at the floor of the sink hole and then went on a little cave tour seeing ancient Mayan writing carved into the rocks. Yeah, another day in the jungle. I am not coming back. Hehehe.

Now I'm really in Belize

OK, being in Belize is a lot better than just thinking about being in Belize. I'm sitting here amongst the tree tops in the jungle having a glass of wine with my new friends, Mersada and Carla. I'm also with my old friends Big Hair, Karen, and Betty. You can see the old friends in this picture. I haven't taken a picture of the new ones yet. Tomorrow we are going cave-tubing and zip-lining. Today, we went horse back riding in the jungle and saw a howler monkey. William serenaded us with Spanish love songs and a couple of rousing bible songs. We started the day with yoga by the pool. Christine had to speak sternly to Max the dog who was opening the third eye of a lady from Courtnay, BC. (He was licking her forehead.) You really can't appreciate Belize until you've had this kind of fun.

I'm in Belize....

Ok, I'm not actually in Belize. I'm just practicing my Maree voice. You see, today, I have misplaced my wallet. Or it has been stolen. The reason this would happen is clear. I have a thousand hours of stuff to fit into the next 24. So...what would make that even more exciting? Having to cancel my credit card. Apply for a new Driver's License. Go and find alternative measures for my trip. Yes. This is what I want to be doing right now.

Last year at this time, we were in Belize and Maree, another guest at the Dome, had lost her credit card. She sat for long periods of time on hold with Visa, punctuating that with "I'm in Belize..." in the most mournful voice.

AS I write, I have just received a call from someone at McDonalds. My wallet (sans money and credit card) has been found in a garbage can by the restaurant. What this means is that someone has stolen my wallet - quite probably out of my office. This makes my blood run cold.

I need a holiday.

I hate leaving town

I have to go to Vancouver tomorrow. I'm not packed. I don't know what to pack. I am only going for a haircut and meetings. It's not like I'm going to have fun or anything. In fact, I may just lie face down on my hotel room bed most of the time. But in a week, I'm going to fabulous Belize with the lovely Betty and Christine. That is worth thinking about.