And there I went off to Punta Gorda. I was the only tourist on the bus and the backpack gave it away. The backpacker's traditional bag will always give away your tourist identity. I did not look extra special that day so I could of just blended in with the locals.
One of the greatest things about traveling is when you think it's over. I thought that this trip had pretty much ended in Placencia, but it continues and so does the beauty.
Belize is one of the worlds last unspoiled destinations. Sometimes it's beauty is incredibly shown and other times you just look at it very puzzled.
This last bus ride demonstrated the beauty of the Southern coastline. The bus was peaceful and I was able to stare out into the crystal clear waters.
Along the coast were vacation rentals and mansions-this was a beautiful place to live. The beauty is clear.
Arriving in Punta Gorda center, just confused again.
The driver recommend a Green environmental guest house down the road so I went to check it out. It just started to rain and I had no energy to go searching for something.
This was on the beach and 5 minutes from the boat terminal in the morning.
Conversations with God:
"I can't do the walking with the bag and my extra stuff."
Lets strike a good deal over here.
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