Last Saturday I piled more than 15 Belizeans, mostly kids, and two adults and a baby into the passenger seats, and we headed up the washboard roads that lead to the Rio-On Pools–site of some of the best, natural, spring-water swimming holes, with breathtaking views everywhere, in this big world
I think piling people into the back of a pickup truck is against the law everywhere in the States now. Down south of the U.S. border, it’s just how they roll. And I roll with them.
CLICK ON THE PICS TO ENLARGE OF OUR DAY OF BARBECUEING, SWIMMING AND ROCK CLIMBING.
You don’t want to be left behind for this rapturous day.
No part of a chicken goes uncooked: feet, backs, necks–they’ll it’s going on the grill.
Gringo tourists from His Greatness Francis Ford Coppolla’s nearby, high-dollar Blancaneaux Eco Lodge. The great film-maker fell in love with Belize in the early 1980s and pretty much put the country on map.