Jeff is out of town and when I’m not busy taking semi-staged, sad dog pictures to forward him…
Subject: Dad, My Days are Empty Without You – Frannie
Subject: When Are You Coming Home Dad? -Elsie
But hold up! Life’s not all easy breezy. In fact, things I took for granted all my life require some extra effort on Ambergris Caye. Water? We collect it in a cistern. And at the camp, we make it from sea water. Gas for cooking? It doesn’t just come from a pipe in your wall…you need to load a HEAVY tank in the golf cart and get a propane refill in town and then reconnect it.
Trash? We drop it off at Joker’s dock over Back A Back Street for a monthly fee.
The view from my trash drop off point.
And a bunch of other photos from my last day or so. It’s been HOT. This blue heron panting on the Terrazas dock.
This five story building at Grand Caribe Resort is a flurry of workers and activity. I asked management what it is and was told a medical facility but that additional details weren’t yet available.
It looks like a helipad on top!
I believe this is going to be a private facility which is great but…man. We’ve been waiting for a hospital on this island for a LONG time (here’s an article in 2015 where a loan was being secured – you can promises as far back as the 2003 UDP Manifesto)
And toward the sea.
See the stakes out there?
I bumped down a bit south along the sea and the new Losers Bar (here is a link to their Nashville bar) is REALLY coming along in Boca Del Rio.
I just found this. Losers Bar at the MGM Grand in Vegas?
Go big or go home Losers!
There was nothing here just a few months ago.
Back to work for me…