Monday, April 9, 2012

Cocotal Inn and Cabanas

Our second week on Ambergris Caye, we moved north of town to Cocotal Inn and Cabanas.

Just two and a half miles north of the bridge along the beach path, Cocotal turned out to be the ideal location.  The resort was far enough away from town to have a quiet laid back feel, but close enough to easily use the resort's free bikes and the local water taxi when we wanted to go back into San Pedro.



The property stretches from the lagoon side to the beach, with docks on both sides.  Most evenings, we'd walk over to the dock on the lagoon side to view the gorgeous sunsets.




Our home for the week was the yellow garden cabana towards the back (lagoon) side of the property.


The cabana was surrounded by lush tropical plants.


The cabana was spacious, nicely decorated, and spotless with an extremely comfortable king bed, flat-screen television, kitchen area, and roomy porch with Adirondack chairs. 

I can't emphasize enough how great the customer service is at the resort.  The grounds and rooms are beautifully maintained. One day I even noticed the onsite maintenance man washing the exterior paint and trim on the orange cabana before the next guests checked in, so that explains why everything looks freshly painted!  Bikes and kayaks are complimentary for guests, and the office arranges and pays for transportation to and from the resort when you arrive and depart.  The office also arranges tours for guests and the boat picks up at the Cocotal dock at the appointed time.  We used Searious Adventures for the Lamanai Jungle River tour, and it was wonderful!  The Cocotal motto should be no worries because they take care of everything!  In addition, the property manager lives onsite in a cottage and is available to handle any problems that might come up. 

Service was also pretty much exemplary everywhere we went in Belize.  We were truly impressed by the friendliness of the Belizean people.     



In addition to comfortable beachfront loungers under palapas, Cocotal also provides hammocks on the dock and beach.



Craig, the ambitious one, used a kayak several times to paddle out to the reef, tie up, and snorkel.  I spent a lot of my free time lounging in the hammocks.





In addition to the extremely friendly and gracious staff, Cocotal also provides an onsite canine for those who miss their dogs at home.  Maura, a sweet soul, acted as our personal bodyguard and accompanied us to dinner almost every night.  She'd lead us down the path to our selected restaurant where she was greeted by the restaurant staff.  She'd quietly lie down at the side of the table and wait while we ordered and ate our meal.  (I did catch her licking her chops in anticipation of any possible crumbs that might fall from the table -- but she never begged.)


After reading some of the Trip Advisor reviews, I was a little concerned about whether we'd find any  restaurants close by where we could eat dinner.  Not to worry.  We had some of the best food of the trip within easy walking distance at Aji, AkBol, the Palapa Bar, and White Sands, and we really just scratched the surface.  There were two or three other restaurants we didn't try.  During the week we were there, we only took the water taxi to town once in the evening to meet a friend for dinner.

By the way, the water taxi (Coastal Express) picks up at the White Sands dock next door to Cocotal.  It's a fun little trip along the waterfront into town.  The one round trip was $20 U.S., but if we'd wanted to buy a weekly pass, it would have been $90 U.S. for the two of us.  We preferred to use Cocotal's bikes to get around during the daytime and eat within walking distance at night. 


Sunrise from the Cocotal dock.


Early morning views of the property.



When we return to Ambergris, we'll definitely stay at Cocotal again.  It's the ideal location for a relaxing tropical getaway.



Sunday, April 8, 2012

Happy Easter!






Craig keeps reminding me to look in the clouds for all the photos I lost when my laptop crashed a few weeks ago. Actually, the photos aren't totally lost. They're just buried in zip files on a backup device, and I'm reluctant to load all those files onto our current shared laptop. Long story short, I was editing another post this morning and noticed a file on Picasa Web Albums titled Old Family Photos. And there was the Easter shot from the 1950's!

1956 to be exact! My brother and I are on the grandparents' front porch. I'm still in full Easter regalia with my bonnet, purse, Mary Jane's, and the Easter bucket. My brother looks like he has a mouth full of candy!

The bunny skipped our house today, so if I want any Easter treats, I guess I'll have to hop on my bike and ride to the neighborhood grocery store.

Happy Easter!










Friday, April 6, 2012

I Stop for Shrines!



We've passed this roadside shrine many times on our day trips to and from the Miami, Arizona area, and I always make Craig swerve off the highway so I can take photos.  It's part of my ongoing fascination with the roadside shrines that dot the highways of Arizona and New Mexico. 

After stopping at the shrine last week, I searched online and found an interesting article about it.  It was built by Ruben C. Licano in 1977.  While in the Army in Korea, Licano promised the Virgin Mary he would erect a shrine in her honor if he returned to Arizona alive.  Here's the link to the entire  story.

In addition to explaining the history, the link also details some additional info about highway shrines in the Southwest.

These public shrines, also called capillitas or grutas, have become Southwestern cultural icons. Part folk art and part pure expression of faith, they have evolved from the Spanish-Catholic traditions brought to the New World by early missionaries and settlers. Arizona's are different from the sometimes elaborate roadside crosses, also called crucecitas or descansos, that are more prevalent in New Mexico and mark the sites of fatal auto accidents and similar tragedies.

   

Inside the rock shrine.



If you look closely, you can see names and faces in the many tributes.  








 A cross made of re-bar tops the shrine.








I noticed a few other area grutas in the article.  Now I'm on a mission to see all of them.  Next stop downtown Tucson?





Which reminds me, our last night on Ambergris Caye, I noticed this shrine in a garden behind the restaurant where we were eating in San Pedro Town.  The quest continues!



Thursday, April 5, 2012

Meanwhile, Back at the Ranch

I know there have been some misconceptions about where I live.  Most of the blog concentrates on our beach travels, which has led some people to believe we live on Isla Mujeres.  I wish!   Home is actually the edge of suburbia in the dusty Arizona desert.  (And that's why I'm obsessed with sand and sea!) 

Until our next beach trip in June, we'll be hanging out here at home.  The spring and fall are the best times of year in the Phoenix area with daytime highs in the 80's and 90's and overnight lows in the 50's and 60's.  These months are the icing on the cake.


Sunrise from the backyard.

  


Balloon man's become a part of the morning routine.  He likes to dip below rooftop and street light levels in our neighborhood.  



Bird of paradise bloom.




Is this a black-necked stilt?   We see everything from blue herons to quail, roadrunners, egrets, doves, hummingbirds, cormorants, red-winged blackbirds, coots, and all sorts of fowl I can't identify on our daily walks and bike rides in the wildlife park across the street. The park has some man made hills that give us a slightly better workout than the flats, so it's a fun place to exercise and herd jackrabbits.




Shortly before sunset, these yellow-headed blackbirds swarm the areas around the ponds in the park making an unbelievable racket. 




We took an evening ride a few nights ago and stayed for the sunset views from the hills.







Final view of the setting sun from the edge of our neighborhood!






Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The Road North

Speaking of bumpy roads, the uncrowded road headed north from San Pedro Town was one of our favorite places to bicycle. 


Children crossing the bridge in the morning on their way to school.


Directional sign for the totally confused.



The maitre d' at Legend's just north of the bridge.



Speed bumps usually consisted of packed mounded dirt or marine ropes strung across the already bumpy road.



The police station north of the bridge.  It sits at a fork in the road.  If you turn towards the water, the Palapa Bar is straight ahead.




Some interesting markers along the way.  The lush tropical vegetation along the road reminded me a little of Kauai.



Roadside art.



Not really!


The sign for Captain Morgan's Casino.



Ambergris Caye's divided highway.



Escapee from Minnesota!



Beach cottage where the sandy road swings out to the shoreline.



Confused lion.



Pink beach cottage.



Resort off the road north.



Catching a ride to work.



The Mata Grande Grocery store up north.



Where the sand road meets the shore.



Bird on a wire.





Sunday, April 1, 2012

Use Your Head!

In the U.S., parents often repeat that phrase to their kids. Use your head!  And it's often followed by -- What were you thinking? 

Use your head takes on a different meaning in other cultures.  I took these photos on Ambergris Caye in February.










Some of these women don't have a hand on their cargo.  It must be a fine balance, an art I haven't mastered!