We met up with Bubby and Kurt, our two fabulous and loving uncles, in the Houston International Airport. With them we flew into Belize City, were escorted through the airport every step of the way, and were left waiting in anticipation for our puddle jumper flight that would take us to Ambergris Caye. The Belize City Airport staff were not as excited, however, as we were. Had Bubby not asked the staff when our flight actually was, after being told "in 10 minutes" time and time again, we probably would have waited in that airport for hours.
The puddle jumper and water taxi rides were thrilling, but all I could do was count down the minutes until our arrival. I was ready to get to the resort and see my sister. Arrive at the resort a short time later we did, and were happily greeted by bathing-suit clad Lizzie and Kevin, flanked by friends Emily, Lauren, and Mark.
Sunday evening was a blur of checking in, unpacking, and rinsing off. I felt like we couldn't move fast enough. My sister was out there! The ocean was out there! My excitement and relief of making it to Coco Beach was palpable.
The group--Liz, Kevin, Emily, Lauren, Mark, Kurty, Bubby, Garrett and I--gathered and took a 10 minute stroll down the beach for dinner. We ate at a lovely restaurant, open-aired and tropical. The food, however, was less than lovely. That's ok though, because the company and setting were absolutely perfect.
Read about Monday here!