1977 or 1978, came as a wee lad with my dad for some site surveys. Spent a week in the cayes fishing. Got my first taste of Belizean beer (Charger, remember them?) but could not tell mom because I would get dad in trouble. Remembered playing in the sand, british soldiers, and games with local kids.

Returned in 95,96,97 as a college student doing some intern work. Would go up to San Ignacio and chase the female archeology students doing excavation work at Xunantunich sometimes, other times would dive and fish until we were waterlogged. We spent more on beer, diving and fishing than we ever did on rent. Still remember the carnation milk in a can; with the holstein cow on the label..... yummy metallic milk eek

To date I have been a total of 12 times, my wife has been four times and our oldest daughter 3 times. Everyone has the bug including our daughters and I am sure we will continue to re-appear until we can no longer make it. Unless of course by then all the streets will probably be paved with side walks and wheel chair ramps so you never know wink

Then I can be the "old timer" and tell my grandkids I remember when they used to turn the power off at night....