This is the plane that took us from Caye Caulker to Belize City on our way back.
A-Wish A-Willy! They had pretty good food there and the chef came out of the kitchen to smoke a dooby with the customers at the end of the night. (Also there is a nice hovel in background).
I'm a baracuda and I have a big stupid baracuda face. Shut up.
Christina rode Steve's bicycle and I rode Abe's bicycle.
This is a dock.
This is a hammock.
This is Christina's mouth. Note perfect teeth. Never had braces. Yeah right. Neither did I.
This is a fish and some of his friends.
You always have to grit your teeth in the hammock.
This is the hotel we stayed at. The number is the Longitude or Latitude or some shit like that.
Those countries that forsake the laws of God shall surely be turn [sic] into hell.--Ja se so (god says so, I guess)
The Lazy Lizard bar (and grill?). I got a few pina coladas there. I like pina colodas. I like mine without the tilde.
That's me and Christina in the street.
We didn't go scuba diving, of course. That's just what the sharks would have wanted.
I wore a hat.
This is the sea, or something.
Sometimes when you are a dog you get really tired.
Do you see the seahorse? It's that little yellow thing above the stick in Christina's hand.
This is what you might call a star fish.
There's Steve and Abe.
Another one of Christina with our buddies Steve and Abe.
That's a stingray there by Christina's feet below her butt.
More stingrays.
