My youngest-born “baby” Megan and her big Texan husband Jake. A large time was had in Texas at daughter’s wedding where I choked up only once in officiating but was able to quickly recover and get them married. The outdoor wedding was under a perfectly blue October sky.
Also got to spend some quality time back home with family, including grandson Rhys ……
…. and his big bro Trey “The Weasel,” as his mother fondly refers to him.
So I just spent two wonderful weeks back home in Te
xas that included a Saturday afternoon, under perfectly bright blue skies, in which I officiated at the marriage of my youngest-born daughter, Megan (5-feet) to her husband Jake “Too Tall” Bidelman (6-foot-6).
I just got back home to Belize Sunday evening to find the whole country fast sinking under water.
October in Texas is the best month. October in Belize is the cruelest.
A Belizean friend quipped today, “I’ve seen it rain 40 days and 40 nights in the 31 days of October.”
As they say in Belize, “I Belize it.”
Meanwhile, back in Belize–a nation under water tonight–it’s wet and, in places, seriously muddy. And he went down THAT street without 4-Wheel Drive? (4-Wheel Drive not included on Belizean bicycles.)
One of the muddier streets in Belize Monday–the one the car above got thoroughly stuck in.
Deep beneath that swollen river water is the wood-plank, one-way bridge that leads into the city of San Ignacio, BZ. Fortunately, the old iron bridge leading out of San Ignacio is very high and dry. It’s also a serious narrow, one-way bridge but is doing duty these days for comers and goers, which stacks up some serious lines of traffic and is wearing out the traffic cops.
The good thing about the flood down around the low bridge at the river is–the fishing was fantastic today.
The river bridge into San Ig on a normal day
Jitterbugging for Jesus 
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