I have to admit, when we first got here and the weather stunk, I was not a fan of Belize. Why did I want to come here so badly? But then the sun came out and all was different with the world…and Belize.

Kevin and I have traveled up and down the Placencia peninsula and are really happy with our decision to stay in the Maya Beach area. It’s pricey to get into town ($20 cab ride each way) but the beach down in Placencia Village is much to be desired (it isn’t well kept, and quite dirty) and there’s only so many hours one can watch the old, drunk, slimy ex-pats make asses of themselves at Barefoot Beach Bar. Our beachfront at the Maya Beach Hotel, while we’re not the only ones staying here, the past couple of days it seems as if we are. It’s quiet, the sun has been out with a nice breeze, we have a beautiful view; I’m not sure I’m ready to go home to the cold, the grey skies, the rain…and work. But alas, the inevitable is near. We leave today.

Kevin and I had a really great Valentine’s Day yesterday. We treated ourselves to a morning of sunning at our beachfront pool. Kevin is even peeling if that tells you how much sun we’ve got (per usual, my tan is already fading away). In the afternoon, we cabbed it to Placencia Village to check out their annual Placencia Art Festival set up on the World’s Narrowest Street. Kevin bought me a heart necklace made out of conch shell

We had booked a late afternoon couples massage…we had to talk them into massaging us in the same room. It was weird. They were a little weird. All in all though it was a nice massage for me and Kevin’s masseuse climbed up onto the table and dug her knees into his back and butt. Good thing I was in the same room!

A lot of the hotels make a really big deal out of Valentine’s Day. We weren’t really expecting that and found it quite funny. Ellen, at our hotel, seemed a little irked because Valentine’s Day used to be “their thing” but now everyone has something going on. We ended up at Robert’s Grove for a luau type setting. They had a Caribbean band and lobster for Kevin. Robert himself came to check on each and every guest to make sure we were happy. At our table though, he looked at Kevin, who’s plate was piled high with lobster and said “Think you got enough food there?” Kevin just grinned as Robert then said “You know, you can go back for seconds.” Oops. For the record Robert, we cleaned our plates!

We came back, sat under the endless stars and called it a night. It’s rough vacationing in Belize.