I managed to get a ticket on the 9am ferry over to Caye Caulker, a small, 5-mile-long coral island about 20 miles out further away from the mainland in Belize City.
Busy day! Went back to the hotel for a nap.THIS, by the way, is the hilarious / terrifying entrance to my hotel: Hotel upstairs, MEATSHOP downstairs!.
Sure, you're welcome to stay here. As long as you can overcome your fear of the obvious horror-movie danger of us murdering you in your sleep and SELLING YOU AS FOOD in conveniently-located meatshop downstairs. Haven't you seen the movie, Hostel, you idiot?
This sign is another example of something I found really charming about Belize. They're an English colony and English is the official language, but a lot of the signs there phonetically spell out the local pronunciations of words! SO GOOD!
...due to a storm called Hurricane Sandy that might be headed NYC's way. (This was the first indication that maybe I should start paying attention to all of the warnings about the upcoming storm.)
...then met up with Vin and we walked down to the Angelica to see The Queen of Versailles.. Great movie. If you cannot appreciate the abundance you already have in your life, more of anything won't make you any happier.
The worst part about my reading chair is when I turn to look out the window, this is what I see. Still open at 2:15am on a Sunday. Calling out to me. Good luck resisting when you know the change in your pockets could probably buy you at least TWO whole slices.
Afterwards, we cruised around some more hoping inspiration would strike twice and we're disappointed when we stumbled upon Maple Lanes (which has since closed!). I don't know if bowling can fix a freak-out, but it probably can't hurt it!
Nothing makes me happier than sunshine on my birthday! We'd sublet our East Village apartment and rented a house out on Beach 90 in Rockaway Beach. My birthday was move-in day!
