Belize This....

I know it's been a super long time since I last updated, but I couldn't resist considering Cheryl and my current situation. We are now in Belize City - in a "guesthouse" that smells of the 20932 pounds of garlic getting cooked in the kitchen while we sweat to death in their "lobby"... where I'm not sure whether I should have been more afraid of our one-toothed taxi driver, or his car with the stolen radio and no side mirrors while he talks about the "crazies. them crazies be killing people at night. crazies.", or the drunk, strung out men on the street murmuring "yea, let me sex ya all night long, all night long," Get me back to Guatemala ASAP.