One last view of the creek in Dangriga (translation: sweet water) to the side of our accommodation. We were told the water only spills over the beach into the sea during the wet season.We have now joined the Hummingbird Highway so named because of the almost continuous birdsong.A brief drink stop.Firewood for cooking fires – no need for heating in a sub tropical climate.Sometimes the road surface is not as smooth as it looks!
The Hopkins Tourist Police Unit base in this small village of 1500 people. Strangely the town of Dangriga is 9000 people and doesn’t attract tourists although we liked it there; Hopkins fully caters for the tourist market.The lizard may be on the menu but he was not for sale.Olivia receiving an impromptu drumming lesson.
Hopkins was as laid back as it looks and a lot less crowded than San Pedro on Ambergris Caye.
Cotton growing in someone’s garden.Bicycles were few and golf carts were fewer.