First blog of the new part to the Latin American adventure. Im writing this whilst on a bus going from Mexico to Guatemala. I am currently in Belize. The weather has been really odd since i arrived last week, hence why its only Monday n im on my way to Guate already. The flight from London was direct to Cancun and really empty so i had 3 seats to myself and could lay down, but even thats not very comfy cus the arm rest against the wall digs in. I didnt sleep, they had too many moviesi wanted to see so started off with Ted, then The Dark Knight Rises then The Expendables 2 and then listened to new music. Time went fast. Before i knew it, I was in Cancun airport. I took a bus to downtown Cancun n walked to my hostel. I like being confident now in places i dont know. If that was 3 years ago, id have arranged a transfer pickup to the hostel, but now i dont mind wandering the streets to find a hostel. It happened to only be a 2 blocks from the bus station, wouldve felt silly in a taxi! They werent the friendliest bunchin the hostel, no one in my room knew how to smile or acknowledge anyone...and majority of people were Spanish, Mexican and German. Not the bestmix ever! I did hang out with a couple Irish guys and a Canadian bloke on the terrace for a bit before jetlag caught up! Next morning i bussed 3.5 hours north of Cancun to the penninsula of the Yucatan region, and caught a ferry to Isla Holbox, pronounced Olbosh. Its a Caribbean Island belonging to Mexico, its very chilled out and the people are not pushy or out to rinse you of your money like similar islands in Belize etc. Tourism hasnt been fully established, so its pretty nice, very local places to eat n grocery stores are basic. The rich Americans are slowly invading as with any nice place, so give it 10years n that place will be a nightmare. I spent 3 nights on Holbox. Most of my time there was spent in hammocks, chilling as the sun was hiding for most of the time.i caught probs 2 hours of sun the whole time there which was so disappointing but there were strong north winds hitting us which made it cloudy, chilly and real cold at night. The saviour was the people and my hostel, Tribu. Tribu was built by a couple who backpacked the world a few years ago and set up there. Its designed and built perfectly, everything youd expect in a hostel, minus a pool, but usually the weathers good so you have the ocean instead. I met a French guy called Jean Luc. We ended up cooking most meals together therefore splitting the cost, which worked out well. Id hoped he was a good cook but i think i am the betterone surprisingly. He works as flight attendant for Easyjet so i guess he eats plane food all the time, readymade. He was very amusing, its hilarious hearing a french man say oh bloody hell and well to be honest, his english is very good! Just doesnt sounds normal hearing that from a frenchie! Everyone else in the hostel were nice too, mainly Europeans but its still pretty quiet in terms of number of backpackers. Its mainly long termers. The hostel kitchen is huge and also spotless. Surprising for a hostel, theyre usually so filthy u wouldnt even feed ur dog from the sides! On the second night i met a Canadian guy called Craig in the kitchen. He was cooking so confidently n using a whole range of ingredients,i joked and said he looked like a pro chef. He admitted later i was spot on! He told us stories from the crazy celeb parties hes catered at. Pretty darn amusing n shocking too. JL left the next day so Craig and I decided to combine ingredients n hed cook us dinner. Who am i to turn down a dinner cooked by chef to the stars. Hed even bought herbs n seasonings from Canada to travel with so had a whole host of flavours, different to the spaghetti n tomato sauce with veg, or rice n tuna tortillas id eaten the days before! He cooked chicken thighs, rice with veg n avocado. Was lovely! We met a couple, a Mexican girl and a Spanish guy, i let on i speak Spanish, anf that was it, whenever Craig left, they changed into rapid spanish as if they were chatting to a native speaker. I did say i can speak itand understand slower but the guy powered on and didnt slow at all, and after a couple minutes tuning into his accent, i held my own, and we spoke only in spanish, and discovered a few differences between my spanish and the central american spanish, and i had the mexican girl to back me up that thats how we say it here! Was amsuing. Sunday morning i left the island and travelled the entire length of the Yucatan province. It took 12 hours including 1 boat, 2 buses and 1 taxi, and only an hour of waiting to connect to the nex bus. I stayed the night at the border of Belize and Mexico, on the Mexican side in a town called Chetumal. I found a nice family home to stay in, from a recommendation from a traveller that it had been recomemeded to him by someone else. Id emailed ahead so she had cooked dinner for everyone and left mine inthe pan. As soon as i arrived she heated it up and got me tacos avocado and salad. It was chickpeas and soya protein with diced veg. Quite nice. Guessing they were worried i may have been veggie! Unless they are. Mattress was awfully spring ridden in my back and the shower was ice cold but they made up for the failts in that with their service. She came in while i was in bed and offered me a blanket to keep warm and asked her sister to get up and put the coffee on at 6 so when i left at half 6 id had coffee and breakfast for my journey. Thats what u dont get in hostels. So finally got back to guatemala theres only 3 of us on the bus now so ive been laying down looking at the blue sky and palm trees of belize, passed immigration, had to pay belize for the 4 hours i spent in the country, theyre crafty b*****s, and i now have 64 stamps in my ever filling (worringly) passport. Next time i come to the uk i will need a new passport cus mined gona be full, if not before. All depends on how much travelling i will do i guess. I worked out each border run from el salvador that i do will mean i get 6 more stamps half of which i dont need. Guatemala are happy stampers. Anyways got a night bus to catch later, will have about 5 hours break in Flores, time to eat and upload this blog and maybe photos. The long way of doing this is over £150 cheaper than having booked to fly into guatemala. Crazy long journey though!