Pot Noodles

One month into our little adventure and we find ourselves stranded in Caye Caulker, Belize. Not because of a pending hurricane or a speedboat strike but beacause we just can't be bothered to move, similar to the mangy dogs that can't quite force themselves to have a good scratch before falling back to sleep.

Our new home next to the graveyard

After five nights at Yuma's Backpackers we had to leave as she's getting the painters in so we made an energetic five minute hike along the beach to the the ironically named Tropical Paradise Hotel, located adjacent to the islands' graveyard. Their three nights for the price of two offer was good enough to tempt us in.

We were sad to leave Yuma's which is a typical backpacker's place with shared bathroom and kitchen facilities but times have changed since the last time we ventured into this lifestyle. Back then, 16 years ago in fact, it was Pot Noodles for lunch and Pot Noodles for dinner with the occasional pasta with tinned tomatoes on a Saturday, but not any more. We've witnessed being prepared, blue crab with garlic butter, homemade banana cakes, and not just rum and coke but it has to have a slice of lime and on the rocks which then has to be photograhed by one of the other backpackers on their iPad.



Off to Tropical Paradise

This is all very well but a little bit selfish as their were some 'experienced' backpackers patiently waiting their turn to get in to prepare their Philadelphia toasted sandwiches with a banana on the side.