Finding Paradise on Caye Caulker

As the taxi boat approached the island my sight was filled with palm trees, pastel-coloured houses and locals with dreadlocks; we had unmistakably arrived in the Caribbean. Instant happiness flooded my heart when I stepped ashore - this was what paradise must look like. A white sandy road lead from the pier towards the settlement. I started walking in my nor[...]

Sailing away in the Caribbean Sea

From Guatemala, our bus ride continued to Belize. As soon as we crossed the border we were in a completely different world: People were Black, not Latinos anymore, they all had dreadlocks and smoked cigarillos. Wooden Houses everywhere, crowded streets with people on low-seated bikes. Spanish language was replaced by Caribbean English. From Belize City we to[...]