Caye Caulker, Belize

Caye Caulker… what can we say? We could say we are selling everything we own & moving here like others we have spoken with. OR Caye Caulker is a Sh—Hol-. Somewhere in the middle lies the truth. For the two of us it’s probably closer to the latter.

The Split, The hangout at the end of the island

The Caribbean is beautiful, the winds rich, and our accommodations comfortable, beyond quiet & safe. But the ex-pats we have witnessed here drink all day & seem to do little else.

The sky looks gray but the only rain we have experienced has happened during the night.

I have nearly finished my third book sitting by our personal pool under beautiful vegetation watching geckos come & go & being bitten by tiny little sandflies~ ‘teeth with wings’.

We have bikes at our disposal and we have ridden around the island a couple of times stopping to watch kite surfers fly across the turquoise blue water. Most of the crowd hanging on the beach are in their 20s, beautiful skinny bodies with colorful tattoos.

This wind surfing dude is amazing! Every turn he makes he flies through the air.

Prices are sky high on this island. Luckily we have a kitchenette so we have yet to eat out, but tomorrow, our last full day on the island, we will eat some local food at an eatery suggested by the property manager, Jeff.

‘Live slowly’ is the motto of CC and that we are doing that very well!

We are missing our Ariel Dale... in the meantime meet our Caye Caulker friend!