|  | | on the road | | | | | We spend Christmas day on the road. First piling into a tiny little minibus with a driver that sang us all the way to Cheutumal. Then we got on our first chicken bus which was to take us to Belize city. Crossing the border was too easy. They didnt look properly at my passport or check my bags or ask questions. The customs guy complimented my hair and thats about it. Getting lots of comments in Central America about my hair. We were on the bus pretty much all day. One of the biggest towns we went through was Orange walk. Lots of colourful falling-down houses in very poor towns. Lots of pretty rivers, lakes, jungle areas and looooong dusty roads. Thats what its been like all the way through belize and in guatemala so far. . . .
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