Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Mysterious Case of the Missing Tide

"There's not much to see in a small town, but what you hear makes up for it".... Kim Hubbard

This saying is not only true, but here on the island, it CAN be hilarious. Thanks to Collette for letting me swipe the signature from her.......but it's the only way I can describe the following events.

Last Friday, Jeannie, Janie, and I took a trip into the big city (yeah, right) to do some shopping. We loaded up Ruben's van with our 18 boxes and headed for the Riverside Tavern for lunch.

Now, if you are in Belize City, you MUST stop at the Riverside Tavern (except for Mondays, they are closed) Owned and operated by Dustin Bowen, this place has yummy food, a great atmosphere, and an unparalleled drink menu. The burgers are made with Gallon Jug beef and are the best I have had in Belize.

Some of the drink selections include "Sand in My Shorts", (which is preferably ordered prior to the shot called a "Duck Fart", in order to eliminate the sand from your shorts. If those are not to your liking, there are several others..... "Flaming Blue Jesus", "Nasty Bitch", and many others. We have given Dustin our selection for some additional shots to add to the menu, including the "Dirty Bitch", (take any of the existing "bitch" shots and add Kahlua), "Green Christ", (non flaming), and several others. Oh, and don't forget the onion rings.....but, I digress.........

So we shopped and lunched and then headed to the airstrip for our flight back to San Pedro. A few of our boxes did not make the flight we were on but were on a flight which arrived a few minutes later. Ruben is such a dear, he packs all our purchases in boxes and then seals them up with our names on them, so sorting them out once we get to San Pedro is easy....well, usually........

We divvy up our boxes and head to our respective houses to unload. Jeannie didn't quite get her boxes unloaded for a couple days. On Saturday afternoon, I received a call from Catherine, our neighbor across the street and a manager at Tropic Air. She asked me, "Did you go into the city on Friday?". "Yes", I replied. "Did you bring back several boxes?" "Yes". "Well, I have been on the phone all morning, and have gathered alot of information, and I was wondering if you have an extra box of Tide detergent, as another lady on the later plane is missing hers".

I had to call Jeannie. I cannot use the Tide powder because I cannot get it to dissolve. Sure enough, when I called, she told me that she had found a box in her stuff, but set it aside because she thought it belonged to me. I quickly phoned Catherine back and reported that we had solved the mystery. Ken brought the package to our house that evening, and the following day, Catherine sent one of the guys from Tropic Cargo over to pick it up. Mystery solved.

"There's not much to see in a small town, but what you hear makes up for it".... Kim Hubbard Go figure!!! I love this place!!!

1 comment:

Kristin Roberts said...

LMAO. over a box of Tide. Priceless.