I took a look around Belize City this afternoon, the biggest city in Belize but not the capital – that’s a place called Belmopan (reads like a dangerous chemical). Even though it’s the biggest city Belize has to offer, & even meandering as slowly as I did, looking around didn’t take long. An hour, tops (it’s a small place). And trust me to choose a Sunday to see what the city has to offer, the day it shuts down – the streets were virtually empty today save for destitute loungers & street corner drunks who, I’d image, are here regardless of what day of the weeks it is. It’s hard to explain this city & getting more familiar with it does nothing but add to the strangeness of this country as a whole.
A lot of the city could do with a lick of paint. A few licks of paint even.
And a lot of the city’s buildings could do with a bit of upkeep. A lot of upkeep.
Tonight is my second night in Belize City. Some might say that that’s a night too many here. Others might even say that two nights is two nights too many. I’d understand both those viewpoints. Regardless, I’ll be on a boat tomorrow for Caye Caulker, a small offshore sandbar/island. It reads like a nice place to spend a few days. It’s certainly popular; it’s where most people who come to Belize end up, me included.