Hello, not hola, from belize! all of these months of spanish put to waste by this little haven of english. most of the people here cant speak a word of spanish! seems kinda weird. It's definitely a different country here though. All the other ones, there were slight changes but really they were all more or less the same. When i crossed the border, i actually forgot i could speak english and was talking to the cab driver in spanish. so of course the language is an obvious change. but then i got on the bus, and instead of the normal latin music, what comes on but how you gonna act like that by tyrese, followed by a cd full of other slow jams from back home. it had been a looong time since id heard any of that outside of my ipod. Clothing-wise its much more like home here, with all the guys dressing according to hip-hop culture with baggy everything etc. The currency here is also called the dollar as well which gets me nice and confused consistently. But before you get to thinking its really like home, the similarities pretty much end there. when not talking to tourists, the locals speak creol, which is caribbean english and amazingly hard to understand. and if this first town is any indicator the cities are much more similar to the central american set up than ours. aaaand its blazing hot, hitting the likes of 98 the past few days. i went out kayaking today and my genes decided to stand up for themselves, allowing me to get sun burned and thereby proving i am in fact still white. I've been in this town for about 3 days now. i didn't plan on it, but theres gonna be a big music festival tomorrow that i decided would be fun to check out. i met a tourguide last night who, when i mentioned that i wanted to try iguana before leaving, agreed to take me iguana hunting today. unfortunately he flaked, reinforcing my previously placed stereotype of never trusting tour guides, but man wouldn't that have made for a good story?! wish it had worked out...well i guess thats all i can think of. not too much has really happened since i last wrote. as ive passed the one month mark im starting to think about home even more than usual and i cant waaaaiiiit to see everyone and everything again. ive been asked a couple times what the first thing im gonna do when i get home is, outside of seeing friends and family. its a tough one but i think ive settled on taking the dog for a walk and seeing the neighborhood again. good old cosmo always there to help out when i need him. righto, hope youre all good and well!
love
gus
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