A great travelogue of a mother and son visiting Belize.
"...We have traveled back to Belize City via water taxi and jumped onto a local bus for the hour and half ride to San Ignacio. The ride through the country was interesting and I saw one thing I didn’t expect to see, Mennonite farmers. I thought I was seeing things, after all, we just came from a Caribbean island with dread locked locals, presumably populated from the slave trade in the 1800s. Then driving the Belize city, the occupants getting on and off the bus in the local urban areas were of African decent but spoke an English that sounded more like Creole to my untrained ear..."