15th FEBRUARY - BLACK ROCK LODGE
I felt really sad saying goodbye to Luciana. She was such a good hostess and her lovely apartment and garden became our home. After a week, I felt as if I belonged. Partly, I guess, this was because of what I went through losing Dad, but partly I suspect it was reluctance on my part to get on the road again. At Belize City I worried we’d get the wrong bus, then that it would go without us. Then at San Ignacio, as soon as we’d been dropped off, I worried that the jungle lodge people would fail to pick us up....