Williams Shuttle met us at the airport. As we drove along the highway we passed a Coke stand. The bottling facility is only a mile away. They use sugar cane derived sugar.
Many of the buildings are very colorful. Cheery blue.
Belize's only prison is called Central Prison, it used to be called the Hattieville Prison or Hattieville Ramada. The 1,370 residents, men, women and youth of the prison work there creating products, get to keep some of what they earn and also grow some of their own food. The USA has 1,800 times more prisoners per capita.
Central Prison is close to the Western Highway. It passes the "Female sleeping giant" mountain and the Hattieville Police station. The yellow is the standard color for police stations in Belize.
The shuttle stopped at the supermarket shown below. There was a bathroom and we were strongly advised to pick up supplies. Since Kathy and I were the only passengers in the shuttle, there was plenty of room for supplies.
As we turned towards the capital into the Hummingbird highway we passed a game reserve. Now I know why they call them howler monkeys. They say you can hear them from two miles away. The Hummingbird highway is not for the faint of heart, one section was being repaved, one lane bridges, not lighted except in towns, pedestrians and bikes share the road with cars, buses and trucks.
The Williams van driver was really pushing it at the end. But the Southern Highway is a bit easier driving. I think he was tired and just wanted to rest. The folks here are nice and the place is first class. Our room is right on the beach.
We ate in the resort restaurant, (picture is from their web site). We shared their local rendition of guacamole. The feta cheese is a nice touch. Kathy had the shrimp casserole and I had the snapper. I don't normally like a sauce on my fish but this was done well