What do ancient Mayans, mischievous marauders, and modern-day musicians like Jimmy Buffet and Jerry Jeff Walker have in common? All have succumbed to the lure of Belize. And now we have, too. Even the name Be -leaze, when drawn out like a long yoga breath, slows the pulse and whispers, chill.
For one thing, there’s the sheer beauty of the place. Ambergris Caye, Belize’s largest island and a good base, is paradise. It would be enough to simply gaze out at the undulating sheets of turquoise, cerulean, and indigo water, never stepping foot into the sea, but then you would miss all the fun.
The Belize Barrier Reef, second only to Australia’s Great One, is home to an abundance of marine life, making Belize a prime destination for water-sports’ enthusiasts as well as nature – and, it must be said, seafood – lovers. From scuba diving to snorkeling, fishing to floating, there’s something for everyone. While our American notion of a water park may be Water Country USA (a different kind of scary), they have the real thing: Hol Chan Marine Reserve and an underwater petting zoo called…SHARK-RAY ALLEY!
If, after an afternoon in Shark Alley, you need a night in sweet dreamland, there’s Victoria House, a pretty little resort hotel perfectly perched above the Reef. And with any luck, one of those chill troubadours in bandana and flip-flops will lull you to sleep to strains of Margaritaville.
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