Well, the birds are exciting too. It’s just that I didn’t plan on the naked Germans in our hotel pool and the screaming spider monkeys that were terrified out of their minds while… Continue reading
Tired. Exhausted. Dirt under my fingernails. More than my share of mosquito bites. We were on our way to the airport in Belize to go home after our two-week adventure. Our first week… Continue reading
It was April 2010 when Steve and I were canoeing down the Macal River in Belize and where I saw my first Prothonotary Warbler. Eric, our guide, excitedly pointed out the colorful yellow… Continue reading
