Sunday 2/20/2011
As the day progressed, I got sicker and sicker which probably partly explains the lack of photos at the border or on the drive into Guatemala. Ed drove. I snuffled, blew and sneezed. We got through the border which included a ceremonial spraying of the car for pests that cost about $5 US each way plus several other fees. Then we headed down a sparsely traveled, intermittently paved road toward Tikal National Reserve in Guatemala, a must see. 
When the pavement gave out and we were the only car on the road for what seemed like a long time but was probably only five or ten minutes, we got nervous. We were afraid we were on the wrong road, even though it was really the only road. Ed make a U-turn to go back toward Belize to find somebody to ask. Being in Guatemala, we were a bit nervous about possibly driving off into the jungle away from the established the tourist path. As we started heading back, another van, obviously carrying tourists came our way. We flagged it down and asked if this was the way to Tikal. The driver said "Yes, yes! Follow me." It was a blessing and a curse to follow him since he drove at break neck speed and keeping up with him was a challenge, not to mention the speed bumps to avoid which popped-up in unpredictable places where there might be a "pedestrian crossing" on the outskirts of a village. We did finally make it to Tikal and the Jaguar Inn where we were spending the night. The plan was to do the zip line in the afternoon and tour the ruins on Monday. Belize is a small country and we were checked into the Jaguar Inn by early afternoon. We had lunch at the nice little cafe at the inn but I felt so awful I begged off on the zip line and went to bed. Ed headed out on a bus for the zip line tour. Amazingly, he was the only person on the tour. I wish I could have gone, but there was not way.
No comments:
Post a Comment