After 5 years of marriage, still together, happier and stronger than ever, Brent and I decided to celebrate by spending 10 days in a car. We started the trip by driving from Seattle to Vancouver to take the ferry to Victoria to spend 4 hours at our favorite restaurant.
I woke up craving guacamole. Yesterday for lunch, I shoveled this delicious guacamole with a pineapple into my mouth standing in the kitchen, trying to type an email from my phone. I added some pineapple, which gives it a subtle sweetness that is incredible. The pineapple and the garlic create this wonderful flavor combination, and then with a dash of lime and salt, it all really comes together.
Last weekend, I had the opportunity to accompany Brent on a business trip to San Francisco, and with a mere 1 hour and 40-minute flight away, I quickly jumped on the opportunity to visit a place that had been on my must-see travel list for as long as I can remember.
As I sit at my desk - reflecting on my short stay in Mexico - I sip from my glass of water, tasting much like chlorine and city. I gaze out the window into a sea of fog and drizzle. I'm this close to putting out a restraining order against that basket of laundry sitting on the counter, and I have contemplated skipping town and heading back south. I am saddened that (the most amazing) guacamole and margaritas have come to a halt. Fish tacos for B/L/D, the pool(s), the charming guy who brought me frozen banana chocolate popsicles by the pool, and the complimentary guacamole and Mexican beer everyday at 5pm.
It has taken me a couple of days to recover and sort through all of my photos. This was my first 3 day and 2-night overnight backpacking trip. I was very excited but also extremely nervous about the challenges to come.
So much has happened in just under a week. Each day has been an adventure, something new to see, places to explore. Streets to wander, new people to meet, food to try. Since my last post, we've headed in in loop, following the Mediterranean Sea west. We've stopped in a few towns along the way.
We arrived in Turkey last Thursday. The air is less humid than Croatia, but the sun still warms our skin, and shelter must be taken from 12 - 2 pm. Istanbul is exciting and vibrant, with a constant buzz in the air.
In Croatia, each morning begins with a burek, a traditional Bosnian phyllo pastry, tightly rolled and filled with spinach and cheese, similar in consistency to ricotta. They are also served with just cheese or meat filing, but I prefer the spinach.
Could you imagine a land, lush, green, smelling as nature should. Waterfalls, turquoise water, castles, medieval towns, over a thousand islands, and the nicest people - always wiling to give directions and lend a hand.
After spending a couple of hours in Caye Caulker, I am already feeling settled. I've taken a mental image of the town, and highlighted the key landmarks; bakery, the ice cream shop. It is remarkable how quickly Caye Caulker can feel like home.
I've returned. relaxed, sunned, and content. Belize was dreamy. If you close your eyes and imagine a tropical paradise with turquoise sea, white sand, untouched coral, wildlife, sea creatures, and an endless supply of rice and beans, you're imagining a tiny island off the coast of Belize - Caye Caulker.