Friday, December 30, 2016

12-30-2016 Wine Tasting

Aaaahhhhh, wine in's generally almost twice as much as you would pay in the States, and it hasn't been stored
well, and even the dry reds are served cold, so we have basically given up on it. But then we learned of a guy that could
import it directly from Chile, knowing that it was stored well, and at reasonable prices. So, we were thrilled to attend a
tasting of the wines he could get.

He had a few dry whites and a few dry reds. We are generally dry red drinkers, and that's what we liked this time (no surprise).

It was a beautiful day to be drinking wine on the beach!

A lot of our friends were there because everyone wants to get good, affordable wine.

It was a great success, and now there is monthly wine delivery to Hopkins - yay!

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

12-28--2016 Foosball Tournament

I (Cara) didn't get as many photos of the foosball action as I should have throughout the evening, but here's an action series when Eric played Jonathan in the singles competition...

Foosball can be pretty intense, especially with these guys, and Eric was quite sweaty by the end. However, he and Will did
win the doubles competition!

Once again, Oli won the singles competition.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

12-25-2016 Christmas Potluck

Christmas Day we went to a potluck/fundraiser at Diversity Cafe, which is Janette's annual tradition there. Here is Ed
bringing just one of the turkeys. There were at least two turkeys and a ham provided.

Everyone had hoped the rain would stay away, but there were a couple of downpours.

Will in the kitchen carving a turkey

We brought the Santa hats from last Christmas, and some people did make use of them.

The dessert table and donation box

About half of the entree dishes that people brought - there was a ton of food!

Thankfully it did not rain all day, so people were able to sit and eat outside.

Lots of our friends were there, and we also met some new people.

Jungle Jeanie (a sweetheart go-getter who reminds us of Eric's late grandmother Mable) with Gwen

The food was delicious, and we stuffed ourselves, so we didn't stay late. We went home and crashed in a delightful food coma.

Saturday, December 24, 2016

12-24-2016 Christmas Eve Dinner

Ingrid and Yuri invited several of us over for a Christmas Eve dinner at their dock.

They had a cute little Christmas tree hanging up under the palapa, so everyone took pictures by it.

Patrick (Lea's brother), Lea and Dorla

Yuri and Ingrid

Rudy and Birgit

It was a lovely evening and a great dinner, as usual.

After the dinner we went back to the village and walked down to Jalapeno's BBQ & Grill,
where Steeve Inglish, aka Mr. Downchild, was playing the blues.  Very nice!

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

12-21-2016 Minigolf Tournament

This was the third monthly tournament at Putt-in-Belize, the minigolf course attached to Windschief Beach Bar. Some
people get competitive, but most people are just there to have fun and hang out with friends.

It also brings a lot of spectators.

Oli announcing the results - Eric came in first and won a $50 gift certificate for the bar - woohoo!

Sunday, December 18, 2016

12-18-2016 Beach Walk and Party

You might think that we go on a lot of beach walks, and we do, but it's always fun and never gets boring.

One of our favorite spots to chill - Luba Laruga Cool Spot

Further up the beach at Driftwood Beach Bar & Pizza Shack - we stopped here for a while, then continued north.

When we got to Weiga we found the Christmas party for Chef Rob's employees happening. Chef Rob and Corrie are so sweet
- they invited us to stay and have drinks.

Everyone was having a blast. We did too, though we didn't stay too late. (We still had to walk back in the dark.)

Live drumming was a nice touch!

Sunday, November 27, 2016

11-25 to 11-27-2016 Settlement Day in Livingston, Guatemala

Guatemala's Garifuna Settlement Day is the week after Belize's, and Livingston is a Garifuna village there where they have
a celebration for the event. Friends Trevor and Tracey were going with Trevor's band, but Trevor told us about another
organized trip from Hopkins, so we decided to go. As it turned out, Trevor, Tracey and the band never made it to Livingston,
but we had other friends that went on our trip. Here Cara is waiting with Dorla and Dhalia while the boat ride was confirmed.

Waiting at the Punta Gorda boat dock for everyone to arrive and load up onto the boat (pictured at right). Now, normally it is a
45 minute boat ride from Punta Gorda to Livingston, but this particular boat ride truly gave us the "three hour tour". The boat
was definitely overloaded with people and bags, but some said that one of the two motors wasn't working. Whatever the
reason, the boat was unable to get up on plane, so we went pitifully slowly. And it rained for most of the boat ride, so we had
to huddle under tarps they gave us, though many of us still got wet.

We finally arrived and checked into our home for the next two nights, called African Place Hotel.

The view from one end of the shared balcony

One of the buildings near us that housed more hotel rooms.

Our shared balcony, complete with a barbell for working out - lol! We failed to take a picture
of our room, which was basic but fine. Some people complained, though, because there were
shared bathrooms. Our building, with 9 hotel rooms, had 1 women's toilet, 1 women's shower,
1 men's toilet, and 1 men's shower. It's less than ideal conditions, for sure, but we figured we
could deal with it for 2 nights.

After settling into our rooms everyone went out to explore. It rained all night, though, so many people had to stop and find rain
gear. Dorla found a bright yellow raincoat, perfect to go with the Garifuna colors of yellow, white and black.

Friday night was supposed to be the big music night, but it rained all night long, which kind of put a damper on things. Plus, Trevor's band and other musicians didn't make it to Livingston. So, we largely hung out with our frieds under one big tent near the hotel where there was music, but sadly not live music. Cara did walk with the ladies to the beach area where stuff was supposed to be going on, but nothing was happening. We went to bed about 1 am (early by Garifuna standards), but everyone else managed to stay up all night and find enough stuff to do.

The next day was still rainy off and on, but we went out exploring. Above a beach was this statue of the founder of the village.

The beach below looked a little wet, so we didn't bother going down.

We saw a pig roaming wild through the street, and it wasn't the first one we had seen.

We went down to a different beach area, where stuff was supposed to but didn't happen the night before, and wandered around
there for a bit.

We noticed another statue on a small island in the sea.

We walked back to the main street and found the woman on this truck handing out free food to the people on the street. It was
wrapped in a banana leaf like a tamale, but it was probably a Garifuna dish made with mashed plantains or something. We
had already eaten at this point, though, so we didn't take one.

A little further we saw a parade getting ready to start.

The people in Livingston were very friendly to us, and we felt perfectly safe walking around, but the armaments on all the
houses in the village seem to tell a different story.

Another parade going by..

This is the same truck that had been giving out free food.

We walked down the big hill to where all the boats land and depart.

There was a nice big park there, and under this pavilion some sort of raffle was going on.

Near the park we ran into a new friend, Barry, and walked around with him, his sister and friend.

In our wanderings we came across two adorable little girls in their traditional Garifuna dresses, and Barry wanted to take
their picture.

One girl ran instantly crying to her mother's side, and the other just wasn't so sure about this guy and what he was doing.

Barry couldn't help but laugh about it.

We were also trying to find out where Mohobub was supposed to give a concert at 5 pm.

We were directed to a hilltop venue that everyone was calling a "museum".

We don't know about the museum part, but it was a very cool building.

Things were only just setting up, and we got great seats. Unfortunately, we sat around waiting for quite a while (about two
hours). In that time we had run back into town for drinks and a dinner snack, then returned, having thought we surely missed
everything, but realizing we had missed nothing. Eventually, Barry got tired of waiting and left.

Us with Mohobub Flores, the Belizean musician we had come to see.

When everyone had been waiting, two little girls had gotten used to playing in the faux rock
feature in the center of the stage, and one stayed on playing while the first artists came out and
started singing. 

The first group didn't get to play very long before the power went out all throughout the village. Apparently they didn't have a
generator here, because lights never came back on. We left without Mohobub getting to play. We wandered around town,
where a few places had generators, and thus had lights. We did find a few places to hang out, and one place with good live
drumming, but the power outage seemed to really put a damper on things. The ladies didn't feel safe walking around at night
without all the lighting, so most people turned in early. Many people thought that the power was turned off intentionally to
hamper the Garifuna celebration. We hate to think that, and it's hard for us to imagine that, because in the U.S. if someone
had done that it would have been discovered, and that person would have been fired, fined and/or sued. However, we don't
really know about how things go down here.

Sunday morning aftermath at one of the big tents where we hung out. It was a muddy mess.

The night before tents like these had women cooking big meals along the back, and tables out front for guests. Now it was the
dogs' turn to find food there.

Goodbye Livingston and Guatemala!.....Goodbye Livingston and Guatemala!.....Uh, goodbye Livingston and Guatemala!.....
Yes, we took the same boat back, and the problem wasn't fixed, so we were all set for another three hour tour. Thankfully it
wasn't raining. Also thankfully, another boat from that company came back for some of us after having already dropped off
passengers. That saved us about an hour and a half.

We arrived safely back in Punta Gorda, Belize, then headed home to Hopkins, having made new friends, and having had a
wonderful time despite the rain and power issues.