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Popular Tourist Traps | Other Tourist Traps Tips | All Tips (5) Do not go to San Pedro.
We went there after the Hol Chan swim with Rays and Sharks and it was horrible. Too crowded, too many old vehicles and trucks, too many tourist traps, etc.
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A living has to be made, and the locals can always see the tourists coming. As friendly as they will seem, they can promise you the earth and to bring you here there and everywhere. Just be careful. Sometimes cheaper and safer to go with an organised tour. Leave a Comment
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Although located real near the air strip, C&N Golf Carts is owned by an ex-policeman who rips off tourists. When my daughter ran into a pot hole and bent the swing arm. he charged me $700 US for a $150 part saying I could have the used parts. When I went back to pick up the parts, he and his family beat my crippled wife and hit me with a bat. Of course, the island police were no help at all. There is a much nicer place near the electric generating station in town.
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please be warned about the "reef house" on caye caulker.
it's not secure, and thieves will come in and steal your belongings while you sleep at night. very disturbing to say the least.
while we were at caye caulker, our rental was broken into 2 times. (around $1200. in stolen items)
be 'ware, caye caulker is a trap.
make sure to secure your cash at a local bank or be very creative about where your belongings are.
rent a secure place. check locked doors to make sure they really are locked. don't think it's secure till you test it.
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After another joyful afternoon at the split and delicious Chinese-Belizean food we headed down to a little bar on Backstreet that was equipped with a pool table. A local junior Rastaman joined us soon after we launched the first game and we decided to form teams to play a double. While Ron chose to play with the newcomer, I was left with our Texan girl Gabriela. The first match was pretty much even, yet the Texan/Austrian team was meant to win. So was the second game, however with a bit more luck and as we had won the best-of-three series anyway already we did not really pay much attention anymore. A view minutes later we saw only nine balls left on the green, which were our seven plus the white and the notorious No.8. However, luck was on our side this night and as our counterparts failed to touch the black round we left the scene with a flawless 3:0 victory. We started performing cheer dances and explaining our tactics to the unlucky ones. Defense is the best offense.
The next day we all met again at the split and this time we did not want to give the fishes another chance. We spent some time chatting with Dice, The President, Robin and some other characters and then decided to borrow some fishing line, hooks and bait from a heavily tattooed body building local guy. Line fishing was new for me, however, after ten minutes I believed my first catch. I felt that my hook had something on it, but it was too heavy to pull it out off the water. I tried, and tried yet no success. It took me about 15 minutes to figure out that my catch was nothing else but the pier I actually sat on. The current washed my hook and line underneath the demolished concrete pier and got stuck in some reinforcement bars. I had to cut the line, did not tell anybody about this accident and left the fishing to the Rasta kids again. Nevertheless, the same night we had an awesome fish barbecue with Kenny and a Belgian couple we ran into earlier. We bought fish from local fishermen right after they returned from their tour, marinated it with any kind of spices we found in the grocery store and Kenny’s kitchen and grilled the fresh barracuda on our coke bottle lit fire.
Nights on the Caye usually end at midnight since all locales are obliged to close their doors at this time. This night was a bit different though and after we disturbed The Rasta Dude practicing for us unintelligible rituals on the concrete pier from which he sent us away with the words “I will not take any responsibility” we returned to the Oceanside and heard to our surprise some music behind the closed doors. We acted fast and sneaked towards the backdoor of the joint. A minute later we sipped some Caribbean drinks and encountered the Wisconsin Bros. for the first time, exchanged more spring break experiences with Scotty and watched The Nurse intensively parodying a Chilli Pepper song. We happened to be part of an unofficial Oceanside after-hour party with free drinks and hula hoop contests. We heavily enjoyed watching Scotty sipping his Coke’n Rum from his oversized plastic mug, Wisconsin I almost falling asleep on the bar and Sven the Swede sliding over the sandy dance floor to the rhythm of The Wailers. We had a blast and Gabriela entertained us with some impressive Texan dancing steps. We made the Wisconsin twins believe that she was the double for Madonna’s “Music” video clips, had Jenn serve more free beer than the bar sells during regular bar hours, and Scotty miss his 7:30 A.M. water taxi to Belize City. Leave a Comment
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