Caye Caulker, Belize, its just like any Midwestern town, with palm trees and Spanish accents.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
This is what happened to me last year when I lost count of my drinks at Popeye's Beach Halloween Party. The thought of going through this again is really repugnant. File this one in "Most Embarrassing Moments" I lernt my lesssson.
I was a woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown before I retired at the age of 40 and moved to Belize (12 years ago). I live 20 miles offshore on a teensy weensy tiny island called Caye Caulker, where I have an art gallery featuring my art, silk scarves, jewelery and local Belizean artists. Now, I'm a woman living in the moment accepting all the gifts that the universe has to offer.