It has been a week and I have not found time to write. Maybe it is more accurate to say that so much
happens each day that I am not sure that I can adequately describe the Miracles
on 18.0139° N,
87.9310° W latitude and longitude with words.
Before I left, someone back home asked me if it would be
weird having my sister join me on this trip. I was confused. They went on to
say, “Well, you have your own life and passions there; will your sister cramp
your style?” That individual did not obviously understand the code of the “I’m
In Girls.” My sister is not only my best
friend; she is my favorite travel partner in crime. I could not wait to
introduce someone in my blood family to my families on Ambergris Caye. so far, the only problem I have with her here is a lack of alone time to write. Together, we just want to go, go, go.
The first couple of days, it was all about introductions –
landmarks and people. People are fascinated by Jen as she “kind of” looks like
Ms. Kim, and seems to know them before they even meet. As Jen has said numerous
times, she is really enjoying putting breathing bodies to the stories and
pictures.
Thursday night, we attended the famous Chicken Drop at a
local watering hole. Basically it is chicken poop Bingo. If the chicken drops on your number, you
win. And win we did – we left $50
richer. The center of the city was crawling with locals as a huge Mayan
Celebration began around 8 pm. Dance groups, civic speeches, singing etc.
continued until – I was told – until 5 am when the new Mayan Epoch was to
begin. As I had already invested in a return ticket in January of 2013, I had
faith the world was safe from any media manipulation that suggested the contrary.
I needed to get to bed as 12-21-12 was a day that my sister and I had been
planning for throughout the past year.
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