This gives you an idea of the laid back nature of the inhabitants of this beautiful beach town
Well once we could cross Tikal off of our list we finally felt proper about leaving Guatemala. So we boarded the 5:00 am bus for Belize City and said goodbye to the country that had treated us so good (well, apart from the whole immigration-illegal alien-border hold up thing). We set off on the bumpiest, most uncomfortable "road" known to man and made it into the city around 11. As once again our main goal was to get fed, we found the closest restaurante (or as the locals here say, restaurant) and chowed down some beans and rice, but without tortilllas or crumbly queso tipico (they call this central america?) then headed for the Placencia
station. After being herded onto the bus rather hastily we settled into our luxurious big yellow bus seats for the 7 hour ride (yes, just like in elementary school but imagine every ride you ever took on an american school bus crammed into one day).
These buses stop everywhere, for anyone, at any time. I´m talking neighbors who live 10 feet away from each other. I think it might be because no one can walk anymore after riding these buses for their whole lives.
So anyway we rolled into Placencia around night time, at some burritos and tried to understand Belizean english, which is actually harder to understand than Spanish. The caribbean attitude calmed our stretched out travelling nerves and we spent the next two days lazily beach layin and loungin like fools. The town itself is so small you can only reach most of it by sidewalk and everyone is related to everyone else. There also appear to be more beach side palm trees than people, and I like that math.