Feathered Lizard is Delicious!


Arrival in Belize City, March 5, 2014

Flying to Belize is quite pleasant compared to some other flights we've taken - a short hop from Phoenix to Dallas/Fort Worth (a beautiful airport that offers so many choices you will think you're in your local mall), and then a movie-length flight to Belize City.  We flew on a two-month old Boeing 737 that offered more entertainment choices on a personal TV screen, but less leg room than other planes.  I watched "Nebraska" with Bruce Dern.  Very enjoyable.

We had made reservations at a Guest House called D'Nest, and the proprietor, Gaby, was there at the airport to meet us.  Made us feel very welcome and special.

The drive from the airport to the house showed us again that most people in the world are happy living much simpler, less extravagant lives than are Americans.  Most of the homes are small, with the ubiquitous bars across the windows and doors, and always a dog or two "ruffing" (as our 4-year old granddaughter says) in the front yard.

Once we arrived at D'Nest, we were most pleased with our choice of places to stay.  The rooms were beautifully decorated and the king-sized bed was as comfortable as ours at home.  We had cocktails at a table in the garden next to the lagoon where earlier Bill and Verda had seen manatees.

Following Gaby's directions we walked a few blocks to the Chinese restaurant nearby.  Verda ordered fried snapper with French fries, Bill chose shrimp fried rice, I had G enteral Tso's chicken, and Ron ordered Chinese style shrimp.  When the waitress brought our meals, she accidentally mixed up mine and Ron's, so he got chicken.  Now, any of you who know Ron are aware that he would never, never eat "feathered lizard," his pet name for chicken.  But, not knowing that these sort of shrimp shaped fried pieces were not shrimp, he took a bite.  "Wow, he said, this is really good! Here, Bill, try this." Bill tried it and pronounced it delicious.  Then the waitress came back and told us she had made a mistake and swapped our plates!  Oh, my goodness, he will never hear the end of that one.  Feathered lizard is delicious, eh, Ron?

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