Just got back from Belize, a trip I took with two of my buds. Luckily I don’t have one of those wives TC keeps bitching about, mine was happy to send me. Maybe she has reasons for wanting me out of town.
Anyway:
Thurs. Got there (San Pedro on Ambergris Caye, an Island). Swim, down some beers etc.
Fri. Snorkeling on one of the longest coral reefs in the world. Get pictures of us holding sting rays, 7 foot nurse sharks etc.
Sat. Fishing outside the reef. Catch fish, mostly 8-15 pounders on light tackle with 15 lb. test. Fight like mutherfuckers. Jacks, yellow tails, grouper etc. Put about 40 in the boat. Reeled in one yellow tail, and about 6 feet under a big ass shark came from nowhere and took him, my line was singing like mad until I went ahead and broke it off.
Sun. Devoted to drinking and exploring the island on our rented golf cart. Lobster barbeque on the beach (Ate lobster every single day).
Mon. Caught the early puddle jumper back to the mainland, rented a car and drove inland to go cave tubing, unbelievable. Back Mon. night in time for lobster.
Tues. Snorkeling on the reef, differant spot called “Mexico Rock”.
Wed. Early out for our international flight to Guatemala. We were the only three guys on it, had room for 6. I think a cessna. Cruising in over the jungle etc. Cab ride to the mayan capitol of Tikal, where we stayed the night. Monkeys (howler monkeys fucking unbelievable) toucans etc. Won’t even try to describe the ruins, just go if you can.
Thurs. breafast in Guatamala, Lunch in Belize, and Dinner in Atlanta, three meals in three countries, a personal best. And home.
I ain’t felt so mentally right, cool, calm and happy since I can’t remember. Guys, get the fuck away for a while for a T-Trip, I bet you will be glad you did.