And I can see! The surgery was easy, with dramatic results. I stayed in Dallas a week and returned home Saturday. More about the stay in Dallas in the next post(s); today I am focusing (get it?) on the last leg of the journey home. I left DFW at 11:04am Central Daylight Time and arrived at PGIA in Belize at 12:30pm Central Time - a flight time of just under 2.5 hours. Belize stays on standard time year 'round since we are so close to the equator. PGIA, Belize's only international airport, is pretty small with only one runway and one taxiway. It was about maxed out on how many international fights it can accommodate when we landed, so the airport with its extra covid screening process was a zoo. I just did make my connecting flight to Placencia at 1:30pm. I was able to sit in the co-pilot seat, my favorite spot on these small planes.
|Posted placard just in case I get a hankering to try to fly the plane!
|Big planes lined up at the terminal. My American Airlines plane is second from left with the striped tail.
|The beautiful Belize River adjacent to PGIA. Several times I have been lucky enough to spot manatees swimming in the river as we flew over, but not this time.
|Belize City, the capital until it was levelled by Hurricane Hattie in 1961. You can see the municipal airstrip jutting out into the sea at the upper left of the city.
|A view of the Northern Lagoon with the sea to the left. The strip of land between the lagoon and sea is very low and marshy during the rainy season.
|Just south of the Northern Lagoon is the equally creatively named Southern Lagoon. We are over the sea here, and the water is so clear you can see the sandy bottom.
|Sea, shrimp farms, mountains in the distance.
|Flying low over former shrimp farm ponds on the right as we make the approach to the Dangriga airstrip.
|Jungle below and then the airstrip up ahead. Dangriga is to the right.
|Placencia airstrip, spans nearly the entire width of the narrow peninsula.