Bella Takes a Trek

Happy Valentine's Day *

First things first:  HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, everyone! I feel like you are part of my family. (Of course, some of you are.) But anyway, happy Valentine's Day to all. Love you!

Tom and I took a five mile walk today for health reasons. With legs like mine, it may as well have been a marathon. Both of us are whiny and exhausted. We looked for some of those Guatemalan sling bags that perhaps I could ride in without getting so sweaty. Shelley says she saw a chihuahua in a sling the other day, but she'll have to buy fabric and get someone to sew it. Like that's really going to happen. I may as well get used to sweaty. 

Tom does have prior experience with carriers. This is grand-niece Annabelle from the Chicago area. I think that carrier just might cripple me for life, so perhaps you can make some other suggestions.

That reminds me. When you come to visit, please bring "Pup-peroni" and "Snausages in a Blanket" treats for me. (No, that is not a misspelling.) I adore them, and they cannot be found on the island.

 
I've been meaning to show you this sign in the window of the bank here. For those of you who absolutely must do Saturday banking, know that it is a mystery as to which Saturday the bank is open. 50/50, I guess!



We all sat around Monday night to watch "The Bachelor" on ABC which was filmed on Ambergris Caye. I don't know about you, but that little hussy Courtney has to go. (I'm not allowed to use the B word.) We would have been content just looking at the scenery without having to listen to those gals yammering, but I guess producers of so-called reality shows know what they're doing.

Scene from "The Bachelor"

We tried to do some quick figuring: Let's see, rent the entire Victoria House five-star dining room, put up the cast and crew at pricey Coco Beach Resort, go shark fishing, rent out the entire Mayan Temple for the day so Ben and his girl of choice for the day could chat about being vulnerable, go swimming with the sharks, jump into the world-famous "Blue Hole" from a helicopter, and shut down the airport while you dance over the runways. What do you think? $400,000? Half a million? Whatever, it was beyond the budget of most of the tourists who come here for a week or two. But guess what? It doesn't matter. Everybody has fun here! We met some guys staying at the local hostel, Pedro's, and they were having a LOT more fun than the bachelorettes!


We went over to the new apartment which is being cleaned in anticipation of our move and took some pictures. Here's one showing my new front yard. Oh, yes! We can definitely handle this!

Y'all come visit. We'll jump out of a helicopter into the Blue Hole. You're gonna love Belize! 

* Thanks to faithful reader Jane Kirk for the valentine photos. She's Annabelle's (and Bella's) grandma.