Belize, Sunday February 17, 2019

More pretty flowers to look at. My coffee came with cream in it already. That enabled me to be even more lazy, as I didn’t have to lift the pitcher and pour cream into my coffee.

Another glass of pineapple juice. This wasn’t quite as good as yesterday’s, as it wasn’t as frozen. Still awesome though!I decided to try the scrambled eggs. I think that the fried eggs tasted a little bit better.

I wasn’t sure if I showed you the bar in the dining area. They only make the coffees here. Downstairs there is a real bar.

After breakfast I went to see if we could sign up for snorkeling on Monday as Steve is not going fishing then. We took the last two slots, good thing I signed up when I did, I sure would be unhappy if I missed out. I also checked on our flights for departing on Tuesday. We were thinking about going to see the Mayan ruins before our afternoon flight. At first I thought we were leaving at 12:30, but the receptionist thought we were on a later flight. We would only have a 40 minute connection at Belize City, much less than the 2 hours required for an international flight. The 11:30 flight was full, so I began to panic. There was a 9:30 flight, but then we would have had to wait in Belize City for a long long time. A call was made to get us on the 9:30 flight, and the concierge found out that we were already scheduled for the 11:30 flight. Phew!

In celebration of my good luck of being actually able to leave Paradise and fly home I booked a massage for Sunday afternoon.

On my way back to the room I decided to walk to the yoga pavilion. There are signs for it just further up the hill form our canopy suites. Hmm… just follow the signs. Up the hill a little farther. There it is. Looks like it is under construction. There is a nice view, but I think the view from our Canopy Suites is nicer. The floor looks nice. The floor on our veranda where i have put my mat, has slots between the wood. Pretty flowers on the way back. Here is the view of the river from just below the Canopy Suites. went down to lunch at about 11:30 as I was scheduled to have a massage at 1.

This is a view of the dining area at lunch time before all the guests arrive. Now that all our children are grown and we don’t have any grandchildren I have decided I am not crazy about little kids in the dining room. I am not sure where I want them, but I definitely don’t want them sitting next to me. I have become an uncaring individual.

I ordered a slightly sweetened ice tea. It was so dark that it looked like a cola but it was an ice tea.

I ordered the salad with fruit and grilled chicken. Today we had watermelon again. I have decided that I prefer pineapple. Who would have thought it? Next thing you know I will order pizza with pineapple on it also!

This is the downstairs bar area. They have a picture flip stand of all the fish that the anglers have caught during their stay here. I emailed the concierge Steve’s picture from yesterday. I was so excited for him to see it when he came back from his fishing trip today.

I was escorted to my massage at 1. They had a nice changing room where I could shower before my massage. I think it is a nice thing to do for the masseuse. Who wants to rub oil all over a dirty body? It’s not always possible, but when it is, I do so. Of course afterwards you are supposed to let the oils stay on your body until they are well absorbed. So then you have to walk around with a greased up body and hair all akimbo from the oils and the pulling on your scalp. Instead of going back up to our pool and room I figured I would relax by the pool.

I didn’t get much of a chance to relax as Tatoo man came by the lower pool.

He was covered with them! I showed Steve a picture later and he thought having left tattooed on the left hand was a good idea. Steve wondered about having clockwise and counter clockwise tattooed somehow as he always gets that confused.

I thought that Steve would be coming back from his fishing so I went to the bar area to sit and watch for him. As I mentioned before I was so excited to see him.

Well, I waited and waited. Finally it was almost 5 o’clock and I thought I might wade in our pool until Steve came up the tram. Instead, I found Steve in the pool! He had taken a different set of stairs to the floor where the tram was. So of course, I got mad at him, for not taking the proper staircase (meaning the staircase I thought he was going to use). He got mad at me for being mad at him. So now we are both not speaking to each other. Give us twenty years or so and we might talk to each other again.

Well we finally made up on the way down to dinner. He didn’t have to do too much groveling. I was too excited to tell him about tattoo man to stay mad at him for long.

Steve did catch anther permit today. That was two in a row! All the other anglers were quite envious of him! Today’s fish was even bigger than yesterday’s fish.

I was quite excited at dinner as Tattoo Man and his wife were sitting next to us. However they moved to a different location.

Our amuse bouche was chicken salad on a cucumber slice.

Steve had the roasted vegetable soup.

I had the shrimp seviche

For our entree Steve and I both had the snook.

Steve had the spice cake for his dessert.

I had the lime pie with banana ice cream.

Since Tattoo Man and his wife moved away from us we ended up having two yapping fishermen doctors sit next to us. Everything was ‘dude” this or “bro” that. I found it annoying. So now I have decided that no one should sit near us, ever.

I think that Tattoo Man was afraid that I would strike up a conversation and ask him about his tattoos.

What was your first tattoo?

Which is your last?

Do you have any in hidden areas?

Which was your most painful?

When did you start?

What made you thing this was a good idea?

Do you have any that you regret getting?

What do you want to get tattooed next?

How much have you spent on tattoos?

Do you have an annual budget?

Do you go to the same tattoo artist each time?

Why isn’t your chest area tattooed yet?

Do colored tattoos cost more than the black ones?

Is the woman tattooed on your belly your wife?

What does your wife feel about these topless women tattooed on your body?

Did you wife pose for the topless women tattoos? Why or why not?

Do you look at your wives non tattooed body and think she needs some tattoos?

Since I had so many questions for tattoo man I won’t ask you any.

Author: lindalant

Lover of luxury travel. My husband and I are retired and are traveling meeting people and having excellent adventures. LindasExcellentAdventures.com is my blog site.

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