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Day Twelve: San Ignacio, Belize – Placencia, Belize

Submitted by on Thursday, 19 February 2009No Comment

Day Twelve
San Ignacio, Belize – Placencia, Belize
105 miles

While at the border the previous day a local Belizean asked me where I was heading. I told him I was going to Hopkins. He looked surprised and he said “Excellent, a lot of visitors head north or to the cays and you are going south. You should consider going to Placencia as well.”
Since Placencia was further south we headed there first. The landscape changed a bit and the roads weren’t as extreme as before. The twisties became smaller but enjoyable. We passed huge fields of oranges. The locals stared, waved at us and gave us thumbs up. Modern Mennonite girls in the bed of a pick up truck were waiving at us and signaling to take them with us.
The pave road ended and I saw a sign: Placencia next 20 miles. Here it goes again; a wet dirt road with a combination of rocks and mud. We didn’t know what to expect but kept on riding until we started seeing ocean on both sides of the road. We saw multimillion dollar homes next to shacks contrasting with the pristine beaches.
At the end of the road was the dock and we had reached the tip of the peninsula. There was a black lady with a food stand luring us to eat there. Instead we headed straight to “J-Birds” the bar next to it. After a couple of drinks and some relaxing time we went out for a much needed lunch.
Margie made an incredible lunch which included fish soup; jerk chicken, rice and coconut cookies. While there we met Stefano, a local Creole and quite the character. After talking for a while he told us he was a guide and a boat captain marketing his services for our stay.
The next step was to find a camping ground and we headed towards the white sand beaches. My lack of experience riding on the sand showed when I dropped my bike. After our tents were pitched we started gathering wood. Someone told us we couldn’t build a fire on the ground and provided us with a barbecue pit which we hauled closed to the shore. We made a huge fire to go along with our bottle of Caribbean rum.
We heard that a local band was going to play at “Barefoot Bar” so we headed there. I asked Lloyd if he had brought his passport. He said no that he left it inside the tent. I told him the number one rule: never leave your passport anywhere, always carry it with you unless of course was in a secure spot which it wasn’t.
Stefano approached us with his friend. Lloyd immediately became paranoid and told me he was going back to retrieve it because he thought Stefano was a hustler. We weren’t far out from the tents but Lloyd was taking too much time. In the meantime I was carrying out a conversation with Stefano.
Fifteen minutes later a sweaty Lloyd came back telling me he couldn’t find the tents in the dark. I went back with him and I found them easily. He got his passport and he told me his mind was playing games with him and thought we were going to get mugged by Stefano.
His thoughts were totally unfounded. Stefano provided great entertainment all night. The band was not that great but the atmosphere was. “Darling” a local Belizean took me to the dance floor where we moved at the rhythm of reggae and Punta.

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