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Beaches that weren't under a foot of Coke tins and crisp packets were hard to come by in Guatemala. So supercool Belize is next on the map. "Whaa am dat watta melon!!"















Another week, another country. This time it's Belize.




Belize: it's the nuts.


Yugadah Beach at Hopkins. Down the beach again at last. I'd missed it while in Guatemala: I think I'm gonna have to go and live next to one.

























The lovely Rosie at the Yugadah Inn rolled in for a photo - cracking set of wheels under that frock.



A pain in the arse.
























Belize - miles and miles of beaches. Nice. Pity about the stormy winds though.

 

"What you lookin' at, fool?"






























The room at Hopkins had mains electricity! Blinded by science we may have been, but let's face it, we were unlikely to be blinded by the bulb.


Mutton snapper and finally a snapper I was actually pleased to catch - well it was a bit bigger than the usual stamp. And Rosie and the girls cooked it up a treat just an hour or so later. Deee-lish.

Below: "Dwant tach dat fish mon! Tas poisin in dem spines!!". The local kids dished out the Rockfish handling advice for Wilko.
























A yellow nut is a diseased nut. 
So I check them daily.

 


Trevally on darkness for Wilko. 
This one is a fair bit smaller than 
the one that did a 3 second 
knit-one-pearl-two round the jetty.





























Happy now she's finally got something 
she can kill and eat.


The biggest lump I've hooked lately. Getting it in: easy. Getting it out: not.









 

















The predator becomes the prey. I wish the one that bit this junior in half had got the hook instead.

Walker manhandles one of several Harrycudas that insisted on hanging themselves on the end.

 


 







Another long dusty wait for some public transport!


























The last photo my trusty Nikon took before the constant abuse finally broke it's ailing spirit. A sure sign it was time to finally, and sadly, start finding a way back to the shores of merry England again.



 

 

 

 

 

 



Inset: Come on Walker. Please net us some bait. He couldn't, and as I've found out time and again, fishing without bait is, at best, difficult.










Walker cuttin' up de fishbait.

 

Walker woke up for long enough to drive his tinny around for a bit.

 



"For sale - your own tropical island. Outside toilet and no local amenities". I jest not: someone had bought this one as well!


 

 





Time to get on the bus, head back to Mexico and go home. Not happy, but that's the way the cookie crumbles I'm afraid.



This was the diary of Andy "My life is shit" Pearson's 
14 month journey around the world.
 
And this, I'm afraid, is the end of the trail. 

For now.

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