
I saw my family last
week and we got spoiled rotten.
I got a
cold a few days before and was worried about going because I didn't want to get
my mom sick.
The night before, I only
slept a few hours and I probably looked a little like death.
I had planned on picking up my parents, and
sleeping in the hotel for a few hours.
Nope. I picked them up, and we took the water taxi to the hotel where we
were greeted on the doc with cool wash cloths that smelled like
Eucalyptus.
We then got a tour of the
hotel and our hotel room. They gave us rum punch (without rum) while my dad
checked in.
It was nice.
We then took out the kayaks and went to the
edge of the reef to do some snorkeling.
It was so fun to be able to do it with mom.
I kept thinking, "I'm getting spoiled
rotten! I don't deserve this!" then I thought about the last few years and
decide that I may not deserve it, but mom does, and she needs someone to do it
with her, right?
Anyway, I then went
back to the hotel room for a HOT shower (I forgot how nice hot showers are) in
an air-conditioned apartment, and we went to dinner where I ordered a salad.
Four months of burritos and the salad was
wonderful!
My mom thought that I was
crazy for not getting the traditional Belizean food, but understood after a
week of tortillas.

The next day, we
went out to the Ho Chen reserve and did some more snorkeling. It was fun
because I got to see a sea turtle, some sharks, and a sting ray.
Several actually.
That night,
I was still feeling sick, so I sat on the couch and watched the
Olympics. I hung out with Cadie and Vince while my parents went out to
dinner.
We got Pizza and a pina colada.
(best of my life) We went to church the next
morning and it brought me back to Mistretta: a tiny apartment with views of the
sea, and only a hand full of members.
After church, we took out a golf cart to explore the island.
It was quite a fun adventure.
I really just enjoyed the time that I was
able to s pend with my family.
I kept
thinking: Family + Paradise= Paradise Squared.

We had to leave
Monday, but mom wanted to go birding first.
We had a guide pick us up at the dock and he took us out to a random
island with lots of birds on it.
We then
got out and got to wonder around the island. It was so much fun!
Mom thought I was bored because I know
absolutely nothing about birds, but I enjoyed just going for a boat ride in the
Caribbean.
We also went to another
island to find sea shells.
Mom and I
both fell into quick sand.
Life
tile!

We had to get a
water taxi back.
We went to a restaurant
for lunch, but mom was too nervous to eat there, since she is HIGHLY allergic
to shell fish and it is lobster season, and just the smell affects her.
She went and found somewhere to eat, and then
ended up giving it to a woman who didn't have food.
When we got there, mom brought us to go find
her, but she was already gone.
I ran to
the grocery store to get something for her to eat and then went to get ice
cream for the family.
I looked pretty
silly with five cones, and got quite a few comments.
Even though it was only a two minute walk
back, the ice cream had melted a lot in that short walk, and it was all over my
arm.
We got on the water
taxi, and it was the last water taxi to leave the island before the storm hit.
Right after we got on, there was an 'incident.'
A man sat next to a woman, and she quickly put her hand down 'saving it
for her boyfriend.' (even though there was another open seat on the other side
of her) She threw a fit and claimed that
he was hurting her. She could have
easily pulled her arm out to stop the 'pain,' but she was calling for the coast
guard to come arrest him. Her boyfriend
then threatened him, and he picked up a screw driver to protect himself. I couldn't help but think about how sad it is
that they were escalating each other.
She was playing the victim, but was also an antagonist. I was impressed by my parents for their
attempts at restoring peace to the boat.
About half an hour
away from the shore, the boat broke down.
They had to have another boat come out and tow us into town. With the approaching hurricane, we were just
a bit nervous to be on the last boat
back to the mainland before the storm was supposed to hit.
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