When Your Inner Teenager Is Your Travel Agent
I decided I wanted to have it down in ‘print’ how crazy my inner teen is. It is tough for her to live in a 65-year-old body but no tougher than she is on my body!
I decided I wanted to have it down in ‘print’ how crazy my inner teen is. It is tough for her to live in a 65-year-old body but no tougher than she is on my body!
Well what a travel day! It was supposed to be simple, 6:30 pickup at Tikal, dropped off at the intersection to Belize to be picked up by my next transfer.
Kerry & I had just finished an adrenilin-pumping adventure at Cave’s Branch in Belize and were sitting in the bus depot at Hopkins waiting for the Placencia bus. It was freaking hot -shirt-soaking, humidity hot with no air-con within miles. The depot was little more than a slab of tinĀ to keep the sun off…