Preparing to leave again although it was an experience living with someone in their home.Another open stretch of road without any sightings of the jaguar as shown on the sign – whilst we have seen around 6 snakes on the road only one has been alive and he was about a metre long and pencil thin and keen to avoid our wheels.
This is the beginning of the last 800 metres to this night’s accommodation; after last night’s no show we are somewhat concerned at what we may find – yesterday at least the smooth tarmac road ran all the way to the closed door. Dismounting to walk on the rough track does not inspire confidence.What a pleasant surprise! A couple of cabanas with shared toilet/shower block to the right – men and women separate ( no nonsense with multiple genders here)!A solitary goose patrols the grounds in lieu of private security.Opposite the cabanas are these converted motorhomes.The smallest of them all – less than 2 metres by 2 metres – being used by a chap from Atlanta, Georgia whilst we were there.This is the view from the covered cooking and dining area in the centre of this interesting project with a beautiful position by the laguna.
A bit choppy for kayaking, however, ideal for the paddling pool.A few pictures of views as we stroll around looking for somewhere to eat – Buenavista is a small village and dining options are not too plentiful.This is not the local jail – it’s the primary school with a room for each year group. The photo had to be taken through the bars on the main gate.En route to a local lady who provides meals in her dining room.This is Mary and her only competition is the hotel around the lagoon from where we stayed. Who needs uniformed staff and water views when we have those almost constantly in these parts? I bet the food is as good here as at the hotel – we returned for breakfast.Sunrise over the laguna.
Mexico and Belize 