Our plan wasn’t to leave Belize.
We were meant to be fixing up a workers van for weeks in order to travel the Americas post Jamaica trip 2…
However, as pure luck and joy would have it, we met Jay, the Crystal Auto team and acquired our perfect TANK. Jay suggested we drive ‘on up’ to Mexico & explore and that’s just what we did.
After crossing the border into Mexico from Belize we made a wrong turn and ended up back in Belize only to redo the entire TANK customs declaration again. JOKES!
Once we finally made it back into Mexico we followed the hand written map Jay made for us in search of a place called Bacalar. We knew nothing of this town and within an hour we were greeted by the bluest water. Howwwww lovely.
We drove up and down the dilapidated main road and found Casa Tortuga by chance. This is where we camped out for a few days and it was perfect. We met the most eclectic group of people, snorkled down the fresh water rapids for miles allowing the current to carry us and sailed with dear ol Mauriceo.
Luke: There were people living in tents in the garden and a number of interesting house guests with their own tales of travel.
Casa Tortuga was our own little paradise, a hidden gem. (and above is the local drug runner – ha, only kidding)
Luke: Tea in the morning at sunrise and a beer at sun down. Really peaceful. Soft sinking sand under the water with a mixture of salt water and fresh. Deliciously refreshing.
Jenna: There are times in life when you meet a person and have an instant connection. You can sit for hours and talk about the most interesting topics without a dull moment. This was Sacha for me. She was the epitome of a strong, smart and powerful woman and many hours we spent lazing about discussing science, life, philosophy, psychology and many other random subjects. It was really special!
Luke: Sacha had been travelling Mexico for months and had such an interesting tale. She was camping with her boyfriend outside of the small boutique hotel where he worked. One morning it was business as usual, until the Government came barging in and seized the hotel. They had less than 20 minutes to evacuate, take all their belongings, whilst the heavily armed officers stormed the full capacity hotel – shit situation.
Jenna: We had no itinerary, except to be back in Belize City on the 9th to catch our flight back to Mo Bay. Sacha advised us as to the best destinations in the Yucatan.
Luke: She also needed a ride to the airport, as an expecting traveller in Central America in her second trimester, she deserved a soft ride. Plus there was no way that she could have taken her amount of belongings in and out of the local buses. En route to Cancun airport we had a beautiful lunch with her to repay us, not so much the food, just the warmest thoughts and best wishes we could offer each other on our own unique journeys. Us into the travelers unknown, Sacha on her journey into mother hood.
Luke: There sadly aren’t any pictures of the small Mayan guy that offered tours of the local ruins to the guests. Also he was selling wild magic mushrooms that obviously pickled your mind as he didn’t know what planet he was on, nor did his bush wife and wild child. He came up and offered his home-made chocolate. It was horrible. Then the bugger demanded I give him 2 dollars for it. Joker. I laughed, turned and spat it right into the fish pond.
Jenna: I was not amused.
Our next stop is Isla Mujeres, a teeny tiny island where we camped outside a Padi dive resort and spent too much money on exploring the oceans depths.