Right. It is really quite some time since the last entry and, while this does technically situate the current moment in Day 2, in reality I am still in the middle of my very long outward journey.
I say the middle: actually we are only about an hour from landing at Houston, Texas and from there it's straight onto another hour-and-a-half flight to Belize City. By the time I've got my water taxi to Caye Caulker and found my hostel I imagine it'll be around 2pm - still seven hours from now.
Nevertheless, the parts of the voyage already in my wake dwarf these remaining hours - I had a very comatose 8-hour flight from Heathrow to Newark (thanks to the alcohol) and then a somewhat hungover trip through Newark customs and immigration before finding my gate for the next leg with - owing to delays - only 3 hours to kill.
I did my best to lay out a bed on the pretty unwelcoming floor and drifted off in sufficient snatches to leave me feeling discernibly revived upon rousing to board. After another little nap during this flight, we now descend into Houston with me feeling much more equipped to deal with the day ahead. I've never seen Texas before - exciting!
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I've finally arrived in Belize but to torrential rain! Of the tropical sort that you don't really get in England. And it has only arrived this morning!
Such is my happiness at having finally arrived in the country, however, that the rain has not dampened my spirits though it has certainly dampened everything else. It would be a shame if it were to persist into tomorrow, though: I have been looking forward to a nice, chilled beach-like beginning to my holiday.
Currently, I am awaiting the water taxi, eating some stew chicken!
I say the middle: actually we are only about an hour from landing at Houston, Texas and from there it's straight onto another hour-and-a-half flight to Belize City. By the time I've got my water taxi to Caye Caulker and found my hostel I imagine it'll be around 2pm - still seven hours from now.
Nevertheless, the parts of the voyage already in my wake dwarf these remaining hours - I had a very comatose 8-hour flight from Heathrow to Newark (thanks to the alcohol) and then a somewhat hungover trip through Newark customs and immigration before finding my gate for the next leg with - owing to delays - only 3 hours to kill.
I did my best to lay out a bed on the pretty unwelcoming floor and drifted off in sufficient snatches to leave me feeling discernibly revived upon rousing to board. After another little nap during this flight, we now descend into Houston with me feeling much more equipped to deal with the day ahead. I've never seen Texas before - exciting!
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I've finally arrived in Belize but to torrential rain! Of the tropical sort that you don't really get in England. And it has only arrived this morning!
Such is my happiness at having finally arrived in the country, however, that the rain has not dampened my spirits though it has certainly dampened everything else. It would be a shame if it were to persist into tomorrow, though: I have been looking forward to a nice, chilled beach-like beginning to my holiday.
Currently, I am awaiting the water taxi, eating some stew chicken!
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