One of our favorite places to eat here in Belize is Rojo Lounge, but unfortunately it had closed for the slow season before we got here. They make an incredible lobster/bacon pizza and lots of other delicious stuff and the setting — right on the beach — is hard to beat. Obviously, we were very sad that we wouldn’t be able to go there this trip. Until … a few days ago they announced via Facebook that they would be open after all! Apparently they have guests in their villas so they have to have staff and food, so we get to enjoy the beach bar area and the wonderful food. We made the pilgrimage (up the beach) last night.
Before we left, I took a couple of photos of me and the boys.
And one of the lovely sky.
I enlisted Jamma to take one of me and the boys.
Then we were off.
Before long, we were there and enjoying their beach bar area with the little pool (as the boys call it).
We ordered the lobster pizza, some spicy Asian noodles with shrimp and chicken, and a cheesy chaya dip (Belizean version of spinach dip) with tortilla chips. We also had a local dinner guest.
The boys weren’t much interested in dinner — Ezra had a piece of the pizza and some chips, Finn just had chips. They really just wanted to get on with the real purpose of their visit: looking for hermit crabs. Although it wasn’t their migration time so there weren’t gazillions of them like last year, we did see a few.
On the walk home we dodged a bunch of regular crabs.
The Crab Hunters were in heaven.
By the way, you may notice Ezra isn’t wearing shoes. Before we left he asked if he had to put on shoes. His argument against shoe-wearing was, “Sergio never wears shoes.” And he’s right, Sergio and Rachel, the caretakers here, never wear shoes. And thus, Ezra won the argument.
Yes there is that shoe argument, but since we couldn’t even find his shoes, he had a pretty good chance of going shoeless even if we had wanted him to wear shoes. We better get looking because he will have to wear shoes home. Well maybe not, but I am guessing they would be helpful on the hot concrete. I just remembered that there is a very good reason that I need to go to town and it doesn’t have a single thing to do with anything we have already talked about. My visa has expired and I have to get a renewal stamp or risk getting kicked out of the country. I better be looking for my passport and my shoes.