Glad I moved to Belize. What more can I say?
Then again, you know that the Rev. Dr. Jitterbug has always got something to say, that must be said, shared, cussed, discussed and bedazzled by.
“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
My best bud in Belize, and former village neighbor, Ed Jenkins, who’s my shaman, father figure and by the way, a larger-than-life legend in Belize, where he moved from the “L.A. jungle to this jungle” in 1977. He’s a master of “healing arts” which he learned from a Japanese master in L.A. pre-Belize. More to come on him sometime. At 76 he’s still a force of nature. BTW, he was born in Bryan, Texas, 20 miles from my hometown although his folks moved him to Detroit when he was 3. Small world and all that.
Down there it’s San Ignacio, a boom town waiting for the baby boomers for more boom for the buck.
“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.”
― Jack Kerouac
“Pssst! Hey, Gringo. You’re not from around here, are you?”
Chill out, children, the bus will be here sooner or later.
Up at Mountain Pine Ridge, frontier country.
A typical kitchen in a home in the bush.
A blast from the past: Me and my friend “Pops” the sugar cane grower up at the lagoon in Luis Village near the Mexico border in Corozal District in far north Belize; sugar country. This was back on Christmas Day.
“Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.”
― Jack Kerouac
“I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Textbooks for the school kids now on sale on the sidewalks. Nothing about these schools is free, including the required uniforms, transportation, school supplies and high fees. So it goes in so many countries, creating hardships especially in third world. Countries like Belize rely heavily on expats with their charitable donations for school kids and expats give a lot. But they can’t cover all the costs for all the kids in countries where people have a lot of kids. And start really, really, sadly young at having kids.
And speaking of making babies. . . A huge and terrible problem.
Loading up with water from the river to spray the roadside weeds back in a village with poison. So much for the country’s fragile eco-system. Environmental awareness among the home folks is helping but there’s still a lot of poisoning goes on–and ever-smoking landfills that look like Hades Jesus spoke of in which the fire is always burning. But, a couple of waste management and recycling facilities are just now opening in western Belize, and none too soon.
Getting downhill to the nearest neighborhood store before supper.
In a trash pile outside a Catholic school in Belmopan on the last day of school.
Near the citrus plant in orange country, southern Belize.
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“Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared, and I said, “God, I love you” and looked to the sky and really meant it. “I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.” To the children and the innocent it’s all the same.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums—-
“May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.”
— Edward Abbey
Thank you for sharing your wonderful photos and stories of Belize.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Very nice pics, bud!