We chose Hopkins, Belize because it was a small town and not a big city. We took the opportunity to hop on a bike to go into town and mingle with the locals. While riding through the town, we discovered a small road off the main path and decided to follow it. To our surprise, it was a North American named Caitlyn who fell in love with Belize during her studies and decided to make it her home. The aroma from her bakery drew us in right away. She makes a varity of muffins with zuchinni, carrots and much more. If you ever visit Hopkins taste her baked goods.
If you go down to the lagoon just south of the power plant the locals throw a chicken or two at the cocodrillos. They tie a string to the chicken ( It's not alive-it's from the supermarket) and try to lure the crocs op on the mudflat.This was the small one ,the big crocodile we saw was at least ten feet- this guy maybe 4-5 feet. We brought some drinks and watched along with maybe 15 people.Everyone driving their golf carts past would stop and gawk.I saw a bony stray dog run up and snatch a piece of chicken from a snoozing crocodile
My friends and I stumbled upon this little place. For the life of me i cannot remember the name, but i can give you directions. If you go to were the Lazy Iguana is, and take a left on the dirt road going towards the airstrip you will come along a little organic shop run by a aesthetically beautiful dutch family who speak many languages. There they serve breakfasts like homemade granola with homemade yogurt fresh walnuts, fresh fruit from their trees and rainforest honey. You can also drink "jungle juice," illegal in the U.S., or an omellate with dutch cheese and fresh herbs. what a treat. be sure to check it out!