3 countries in 2 days!

Its hot, Im sweaty and sat in a laundrette-come-internet cafe. Im in a little town called Flores in Guatemala, we got here yesterday evening. The last few weeks have been amazing, so good infact I barely have time to update this motherbitch of a blog! The second week in Costa Rica was incredible, eveyone in the group got on really well and we had an amazing time white water rafting, salsa dancing and meeting smokin hot German Warriors! haha! The second week of Costa Rica went really quickly and before I knew it I was getting my connection flight in Panama City! I got to Mexico ok, but still not having heard anything from the boys about where they were in Cancun, I was starting to freak out. I decided I would head to a hostel and wait for them to email me back! I wondered out of the arrivals sweaty and worried when I heard "Arrrrright Insa!" and it was Dan and Chappers!! I was so freakin happy! We got the hostel and dumped my stuff then headed to the beach in the hotel zone of Cancun. The only way to discribe Cacun is like a more Hispanic verison of Las Vegas! It was mental, so loud and brash! The beaches were beautiful though, and I met the guys I would be travelling with for the next 6 weeks there. They all are awesome, and there was also a straggler that Chappers had picked up in Columbia called Shane. Shane is a fairly short Irish bloke, who is possibly one of the funniest people I have ever met! One example of this is when we got to the hostel in Tulum. Me and Shane went up to the bar to get a beer, and upon approaching the barman, it was deduced that Shane was infact Irish. The conversation then proceeded like this -

Overweight Mexican Barman (OMB) - You are from ireland?
Shane - Yes
OMB - Do you have Shamrock in your pocket??
Shane - No. Do you have a Taco in your pocket?
OMB (looking slightly discruntled and somewhat shocked) - No....but I have 7 in my belly!

I pretty much wetted myself laughing. Shane also liked to moan alot, and he liked to describe Panama as "a vipers nest".
Anyway, I digress!! Spent a few days in the Americanised armpit that is Cancun. Went out to a CRAZY club called Coco Bongos. It was a club/show and we got in VIP style and had a free bar. Everyone got absolutly trashed and marvelled at the show delights including Beetlejuice and various famous people impersonators. It was brilliant! We headed to a place called Valladolid after for a few days and hired a few bikes and mooched around. It was so hot, and I got a little...ill. lol. Tulum was next on our agenda and we headed there for a few days. Tulum is essentially a one road town with a really fucking beautiful beach. all you do there is wake up, got the beach, sit in the shade and float around in the warm Caribbean sea, go back to the hostel and attempt to wash the talcum like sand off you! In tulum we went to a typical mexican bar, which also had kareoke facilities. Me and Shane werent particulary taken by this but the others were. After about 7 beers, Spencer, Matthew and Chapman picked 3 songs to sing and made complete arses out of themselves. It was quite funny. After Tulum we decided to move on to a new country and so we did.
We left the the Yucatan on Monday morning, narrowly missing the bus due my alarm clock still being on Costa Rica time! We spent about 4 hours getting to the boarder town of Chetumal in Mexico, an hour or so faffing around waiting for buses and then we eventually crossed the boarder into Belize. Belize is whole different kettle of fish compared to the Westernised Metropolis´s of the Yucatan. For starters, the bus we got onto at the Belize boarder had bullet holes in the glass (?¿?!¡!¿¡?¿) and a cracked windscreen. It was a glorified American School Bus essentially. Anyway, our journey to Belize city on the chicken bus took about 5 hours or so, the bus driver was driving like a maniac and stopped for any random person on the road. We spent most of the time observing some very mardy Caribbean ladies, who nearly started on a large hispanic man. We eventually got to Belize City and found our Hostel, which was run by a mentalist called Mitchell. He was pretty much the only white guy in Belize city, other than us. He has a really awesome German Shepard called Crystal who liked eating the used toilet tissue from the bin next to the loo! We ventured out into Belize city to get some food, as none of us had eaten for the whole day, and were soon acosted by 2 somewhat drunken local men. They showed us the way to Macy´s , which was a local eattery. We paid them some dolla to make them go away which is exactly what they wanted. It was interesting... Macys was cool, I had caribbean chicken and rice and beans and it was the best ever. Anyhoo, left there and got an icecream from the icecream shop around the corner from our hostel. In Belize City, even the icecream shops are guarded with police men with guns. Its like a massive St Pauls but with more guns and drunken people.
The next day consisted of more travelling across Belize to the Border town of Benque, to get into Guatemala. We got on another chicken bus with about a zillion angry caribbeans and spent about 5 hours travelling across Belize. After what seemed like an eternity, we finally made it to our final destination of Flores, in Guatemala. Flores is a small island connected by a bridge to the mainland. Its in the middle of lake Petin Itza, which is pretty damn beautiful. Tomorrow we are hopefully going to see the Mayan ruin Tikal, which is in the middle of the jungle!
Well this is me, I will post more when I have another spare momento!
Hasta Luego!!
x

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