I finished my milkshake and rum cake from yesterday before we went to Rum+Bean to get cold brews to-go; they looked like a milk and a dark chocolate drink. We rented a golf cart for eight hours since we’re already within our no-dive zone for flying tomorrow. Our first destination is Elite Adventures, located at 2 Mile North of the Bridge, 1, San Pedro. We went to retrieve Caleb’s bottle and were given his shirt that we forgot we left.

Elite Adventures

We buy a few shirts and then continue north in the rain. We stop at the White Sands Dive Shop just to walk to the water and back. We make it a bit further before I decide to turn us around. My butt is soaked in the seat, but the hand holding my camera is dry. When we get to The Truck Stop, the rain has ceased. There is a truck frame that has become a garden and the namesake of this home for iguana, a family of blue crabs, the tiniest lizard we have ever seen, and a crocodile that flops away into hiding at the sound of Caleb’s whistle, because you can never see enough crabs.

The Truck Stop

We had backtracked to look at Aces Wildlife Rescue, but visits are by appointment only for a guided tour of their rehab facility and sanctuary. So it’s off to Crocs Sunset Sports Bar on the suggestion to stop in hopes of seeing another crocodile. With no such luck, I drive us to El Fogon for lunch. We start with a chicken salbut (a small deep-fried tortilla), which is a Belizean staple, and order a bowl each of the chicken hearth stew, mine with a side of coconut rice, macaroni salad, and a slice of plantain.

I’m not sure where we ended up, but Caleb had tried to navigate us to a self-tour stop, and it was someone’s house, so Caleb pet their dog while I took some pictures of their lovely backyard that is the Caribbean Sea. We get petrol and make our way back slowly to the resort so we can minimize the wear and tear on Caleb’s already damaged spine.

In our room, I lose wifi before I’m able to post the view from Elite Adventures to Instagram with the caption, “Before the storm, that caught us on a golf cart, and it was still a beautiful day.” We pack and Caleb will sip watermelon juice while I try the sweets from the fridge, only to find out that the chocolate is moldy and the coconut bar is gross. I should have had them on Day 1, but I forgot that the humidity would have such an effect.