Breakfast, like all the other meals is served on the porch.
First order of business was ordering coffee. I needed some. I slept better than the night before, but I still woke up several times. Maybe tonight I will get over four hours sleep in a row. I feel like I was back in the days of breast feeding when I rarely had a good stretch of sleep. Did you know that a baby having a four hour stretch of sleep is considered sleeping through the night? Also, a four hour stretch of sleep is considered necessary for good health. I agree with that. In my younger days I used to be able to sleep for a good nine hours with out waking up. I can’t remember when that happened last!
For breakfast I ordered the French Toast with bacon on the side. For you bacon lovers, and who isn’t a bacon lover (excepting Miss Mary!) it was nice and crispy. Just the way I like it.
I promised you a little bit of a tour of the property. Here is a snippet.
Here we have the upper bar, not many people hang out at this bar, but you could if you wanted too!
Here we have the upper Christmas tree, the porch where all meals are held is in the background.
Another view from the porch.
This is a picture of the gift shop. Last night Steve told me that he realized that he forgot to pack a cap. When he is fishing he needs a ball cap to keep the sun out of his eyes. Last year Steve forgot to pack a cap also. As Steve is very fastidious with his packing for trips I inquired if a ball cap was even on his list. Steve told me he thought not, which was a very good guess as no cap was packed. Anyway I suggested that he either go to the gift shop before it closed for the evening or have a staff member call Steve’s guide to bring an extra cap for Sunday’s fishing trip. Steve, the obedient husband that he is, went to the gift shop and bought a very fugly ball cap. Its saving grace is that it has a dark under brim, that should help keep the glare out of Steve’s eyes. As this week is promising to be cloudy, he might not even need the cap!
Here is the little ride to the Canopy Suites. Unfortunately there are only four and they were sold out when we booked our stay. We stayed there last year and they were really nice, but very warm as the air conditioning units were undersized for the rooms.
Down this way is our room. That’s enough of that for now, let’s go back to the main lodge before I show you the room.
There was a guest at the front desk inquiring about places to take a jog. I quickly went in another direction. Let’s not spoil a good vacation be being too active now shall we?
Here is another view of the main area. The Christmas decorations are still up. I think I will check out the chairs on the desk and put my feet up for an hour or so.
The couple in the background were from Texas and waiting for the Jeep to the airport. My hour of resting is up, let’s take a walk to check out the pool, shall we?
The pool area is pretty, but the water was too cold to swim in or to even dip my toes in. I am not sure if there is a hot tub, I will have to inquire.
Last year there was a guy with many tattoos hanging out at the lower pool. He wasn’t there today. Since we couldn’t get one of the super deluxe rooms with its own private pool I had to share the main pool with this guy snoring pool side. At least he wasn’t snoring too loudly while he was sleeping. I overheard him talking to his wife later about trying to kill 4 hours in Belize City between flights. They were thinking about going into Belize City and wandering about. From what I have read, it is not a nice place to visit. Better to stay at the airport where you can people watch.
After hanging out by the pool for a bit I retreated to the room. My phone battery needed recharging and that is difficult to do pool side. I must admit that it was difficult to hoist myself from the chaise lounges as they are so low to the ground.
Then it was time for lunch.
The iced tea was nice and refreshing.
The burger was tasty, but I think I will choose something else tomorrow. Steve’s steak last night was a little bit too well done. Same problem with the cheese burger today. Also, they don’t have any french fries, just home fries so I guess I will have a salad Monday.
After Lunch I decided to work on my blog post on the veranda. There was a nice fan blowing air above me and lively music playing on the sound system. You can’t see it because of the haze but I think that is the ocean in the distance.
Unfortunately I didn’t see any hummingbirds sipping sugar water. Just some teensy flies. Ditch that, I just saw a hummingbird come by but I must have scared him!
I went back to the room and sat on the porch reading in the afternoon. First stop was this couch, but it was a bit lumpy.
So I migrated across the room. Much better!
We had new guests that were in the villa next to ours. I heard an “OMG, a spider!” I lifted my head up and inquired if I needed to freak out also. No need, the spider was in the jungle. Phew!
Steve came back later, but had no good news to report about fishing. He didn’t have any bad news either. No broken rods, no falling into the ocean, and definitely no sunburn. Just no fish anywhere. He did see some nervous water-that is water that looks like it has been disturbed, but it was only a ray.
Then we were off to dinner.
The amuse bouche was snook on a cracker with pickles on top. Steve liked it better than I did.
I ordered a watermelon smash. It was smashing! Ha Ha! Capalli rum, bourbon, Peychaud’s bitters, mint, lime and watermelon chunks. So refreshing!
Steve ordered the Farm Lamb Tostados for his first course. Shredded lamb, cabbage slaw, Queso fresco and Pico de Galle. He liked it.
My first course was the beet salad with fresh vegetables.
We both ordered the Pan Seared Caribbean Snapper with roasted carrots, sautéed curry cabbage, and lime butter cream sauce. It was yummy.
For dessert Steve had the chocolate cake.
I had the lime ginger curd.
Then it was back to the room where I struggled to open the door, until I realized that I was grasping the door number and not a door knob!
Have you ever been to Belize?
Do you know where Belize is?
Have you ever been so smashed by a watermelon smash that you can’t tell a room number from a door knob?