When we arrived in Belize City. The other's went off on a tour and Sierra, Tanisha and I went into the city to see what it's like. We took a tour on a dilapidated horse drawn carriage and was accosted by every desperate Belizian we came across. It was a very uncomfortable place to visit. I am not a diva who isn't accustomed to 3rd world conditions. But I will never have the desire to return to Belize city again. It is a very dirty, desperate place. It feels dangerous and reminds me a lot of Jamaica. The people that I ran into hadn't perfected their stories to tell the tourists and they changed rapidly as I questioned further. I dislike being lied to so it made the experience harder for me to stomach. We negotiated a hair braiding and bought a few trinkets to try and help the people out. But their prices where ridiculously over inflated and all Mexican made. Can you tell Belize City wasn't a favored destination.. Not a recommendation. On the other hand, Malia, Chey and John had a wonderful visit to the ruins and an even more memorable dinner. So I am glad they took that adventure. I will do the same if I ever find myself in that situation again. Its always fun though to be with my little girls. We had fun together, just because we were together.
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