And of course, the star of the show. Bask in the cuteness, minions!
Hemingway's House, a tourist attraction for some unknown reason.
Our faithful steed, docked at Key West.
Yet More Key West!
More Key West!
Key West!
Hey, Macarena! No, I wasn't doing it, either, although my wife was, and no, you can't see pictures of her. Unless you pay me enough to cover the divorce that would inevitably ensue, and then set me up for life with a nice stipend.
The tour guide claimed many times, with great conviction, that the crime rate in Belize is low. Horsepuckey. If you have to bar the windows of a funeral parlor in the nice section of town, then your crime rate can only be said to be "low" if you're speaking very subjectively. Most of the buildings in Belize have the windows and doors barred, unless they're owned by someone who's rich. Then they have the windows and doors barred AND they're located in a compound topped with razor wire.
Lizard. Belize is overrun with these things, although I saw only the one.
Temple from the front.
Temple at Altun Ha. Supposedly, there were no human sacrifices at this location.
The roast beef was magnificent.
I love this statue, but unfortunately only got a couple of pictures of it.
I like cheese!
Have you ever seen so many chocolate dipped strawberries in your life?
Chocolate Statue, Besieged by Fruit Pastries at the Midnight Buffet.
Overview of the Midnight Buffet, a visually stunning treat for any photographer, before the unwashed hordes got in and ate it all.
Another ice sculpture, this time taken without flash.
Ice sculpture at the Midnight Buffet.
Chocolate dragon, part of the Midnight Buffet.
Another sunset shot.
Two folks with one of the nicest seats on the boat.