Last Day for the Crew!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

This was our last full day as the Caribbean Crew!  Shannon, JT and Dan would be jetting north B&E (bright and early) on Thursday.  We did keep the routine of the morning intact; coffee brewing, waiting for all to arise and greet another fabulous morning.  This morning Brenda made us a breakfast of eggs benny, with sausages, toast and back bacon.

We did break a bit from the daily grind of lounging on the beach for the a quick trip into town to pick up a couple of things.  It turned out to be a bountiful event for Dan.  He was eyeing a hand carved limestone mayan mask and had given his price to the vendor last week.  Each time he went back the vendor came down a bit, but not to Dan's price.  Dan told the guy this was his last day so the offer still stood.  Well the vendor caved and Dan got his price!
We returned to the Pelicano to await the delivery of fresh lobster and the catch of the day!  Dan, JT and Shannon had made arrangements with Florenzio for a local fisherman he knew to bring by their catch.  Florenzio said these fisherman only fished to order, so they would only bring what you ordered.  Sure enough they pulled up to the pier and delivered 5 live lobster and a grouper.  The fishermen tailed the lobster and filleted the grouper for us right there on the pier.
We spent the afternoon watching the briquettes heat up, well we checked the progress off and on, the girls got some sun time on the beach loungers, Dan dropped a line or two hoping for the ever elusive big strike!  JT sat in the shade reading and turning as brown as the locals!  This always amazes me, JT spends the least amount of time in the sun than the rest of us and gets the darkest tan of us all in the shortest period of time!  Myself, my freckles grow and get darker the rest of my skin usually gets that reddish pink hue if I forget to lather on the SPF 3 billion!  The curse of the ginger I guess!
While lounging in the sun we heard a thump on the sand near us and looked over to see a coconut rolling

down the beach.  It had fallen from the palm right there in our yard.  I retrieved it and proceeded to do my rendition of the survivor show and peeled off the husk.  Using my Swiss Army knife I drilled out holes on the top and drained out the milk, it wasn't as good as I thought it would be, a bit bland.  Using the edge of the step I was able to break the coconut open to two almost perfect halves.  The meat inside was awesome!

That evening we had our "last supper" for our crew together here in Belize.  I must say, it was absolutely, positively, fantastic!











After a great dinner, a couple after meal cocktails, we all drifted off to our chambers to prepare for the inevitable "last day"!