You Gotta Go the Extra Mile

I was dancing with Otto last night as he had been flirting with me for the past several days. First let me explain before you jump to any conclusions. Even though he had me tumbling in bed last night, it was not your regular roll in the sheets. Rather it was the rolling of the seas, as Hurricane Otto’s presence has been felt for the past three days, while his path has been crossing the western Caribbean. I do have to admit however, that though experiencing Otto wasn’t alarming, it was uncomfortable at times. Planning my escape route with life jacket on one arm and Jennifer on the other kept me awake long enough to realise I didn’t drink enough wine the night before. 

Once again you have to realize you’ve got to keep to the script and do your own thing or big brother cruise ship company, will lead you astray helping to lighten your wallet and provide you with a non memorable experience. You gotta go the extra mile. Today in Costa Maya, after escaping the hordes of cruisers in the port, we took a shuttle to town and just walked and walked the coast. There is so much more to see and appreciate at a fraction of the cost. No other tourists to be seen, no English to be spoken and cash in your wallet upon your return. What’s in your wallet? It was a two dollar cab fare per person, so what’s a two dollar tip on top for a very friendly and accommodating cabby?

Two days ago in Roatan Honduras, Jennifer opted for the package island tour as I was feeling under the weather but she came back with some super pictures and stories to tell. I wish I had been able to join her but all I managed was a short walk into town.

Now you may want to call me idealistic or unrealistic, but I find that the poorer and more under developed the island, the friendlier and more sincere the people. Consequently, this was my short experience in Roatan and conversely the opposite in Cozumel. The stopover in Harvest Caye, Belize was one of those why bother places to visit. I know there is so much more to Belize than being held captive once again, to an artificial beach experience courtesy of our congenial host. You can blow anyone off who tells you they know all about Belize because they went there on a cruise, and best refer back to your Fodders’ Travel Guide. Jennifer says I’m ranting again but did I mention I have been feeling under the weather? Oh well one beer down and another in the fridge. Maybe I shouldn’t be mixing alcohol with 8 Tylenol a day.