Slow Life in Caye Caulker

Caye Caulker feels like one small amusent park for adults. There are no cars or motorbikes, only bikes and some drunk people driving golf carts around. A walk around the island takes less than an hour and when you go through the streets in the North you are guaranteed to be asked at least ten times if you want food, weed or an organised day tour.

Caye Caulker feels more like a Caribbean Island than an island just an hour boat ride from mainland Belize. It has got white sandy beaches and turquoise water and the majority of the people here are english speakers of creole origin, lots of them rastafarians it seems

Its a place to go to slow down life, and there is not much to do. There are swings, tubes and hammocks that you can chille with a beer in at sip’n dip, you can jump of the tower and snorkel around the split, watch the sunset from the many piers or feed some meterlong tarpet from a canoo next to Bellas hostel, where we stayed. Caye Caulker had been amazing, but two days here was plenty for my taste.

Watch this on my vlog episode 9 here

Camping and hitchhiking around Tobago

Pirates Bay, at the Northern tip of Tobago

Tobago is simply a backpackers paradise. Everything is much cheaper than in the rest of the Caribbean, you can legally camp for free on all the beaches and it is one of the places in the World where I have most easily gotten to hitch rides with passing cars.

I met a Chilean hard core backpacker called Hilton who suggested that we should hitchhike around the island and then camp along the way. The first day we went to the city on the Caribbean side of the island called Castara, where we made camp on a beach called Englishmans Bay. It was in a bay covered by jungle on all sides, completely empty of people and I would say it was my favorite beach on the whole island. We also hiked to a waterfall, just a few minutes walk from Castara city, which was small, but nice.

Pidgeon Point was also lively with beach bars at night

Our second night we spent camping in the tribune of a football stadium in a city called Charlotteville. We were supposed to camp at a lookout point called Flagstaff, but as it was raining so much we found out that it was better just to seek shelter and then go there the next day. We also visited the beach furtherst to the North called Pirates Bay which Hilton said was his favorite- probably beacause it really gave you a feeling of being on a pirate beach st the end of the World.

The view from Flagstaff, Charlotteville

The camp at Englishmans Bay

We also stopped at the beaches on the Atlantic side of the Island around the cities of Speyside and Roxborough, but I must say that the Caribbean side was the most beautiful and it is a place that I will miss when moving on to South America next week.

Watch this on my vlog episode 8 here

Grenada at the end of the Lesser Antilles

Since St. Vincent I have been traveling with a Norwegian ferry, a mailboat, a school boat and a couple of sail boats. It was when I first got to Grenada that I had to board another flight again to continue my journey down to Trinidad.

Grenada has the reputation of being one of the most beautiful capitals in the Caribbean, and pretty it was walking up and down steep hills with colorful houses and clock towers in every direction, but it was busy and commercial. Maybe it was because of a huge cruiseship with thousands of passengers that was to shore or because of the American University right on Grand Anse Beach that made it seem that way. The fact that they had a mall right by the beach with restaurants such as KFC, PizzaHut etc did not help either.

But- it is all for a reason. Grand Anse beach was, I dare say, one of the most beautiful beaches in the Carribean. It was a clean, long stretching beach, very much like seven mile beach in Jamaica and Carlisle Bay in Barbados which was good for a dip and a powernap.

The highlight of Grenada though was to snorkel at Moliniere Bay Underwater Museum. I first thought of swimming and finding the statues myself, but ended up paying 40EC (15U$D) to a local called Mafa who took me out to see all of them. Im really glad I did, as most of them lay pretty deep and it was good to have a boat to cling on to when gasping for air afterwards.

Watch this on my vlog, episode 7 here.