Well, well well. Just when you think you've seen everything that technology can offer, up comes something new.
A friend is down from Tennessee. We are supposed to have dinner with another couple this evening. He and his entourage have headed inland to Tikal and are somewhere near the Guatemala border when he realizes his "crackberry" won't send messages to me about dinner.
So, having given up on dinner, I didn't expect to hear from him until late this evening. About 3:00 this afternoon I get an email from a friend who comes down alot, but who is currently in Texas. She emails me that she has a message from our mutual friend, near the Guatemala border, texting her in Texas, that they can't make dinner tonight.
So if you are ever deep into Belize, near Guatemala, and your Crackberry won't work, think about this. You can text your friend from Guatemala who is in Texas, and she will send an email to your other friend who lives on an island off the coast of Belize.
“I can always sell t-shirts on the beach”. This was my mantra for many years.
My mantra became a reality six years ago. Join me on my journey in San Pedro, Ambergris Caye in the tiny country of Belize in Central America. Belize is a melting pot of people, Mayan, Kriol, Belizean, Spanish, and ex-pats from all over the world live together in a country the size of Massachusetts.
I don’t sell t-shirts, but I AM on the beach!