FREEDOM!

I made a decision today, that will greatly impact the next two weeks of my time here.

I rented a bike!

I walked to Captain Jak's Rentals and left on two wheels.  It was great.  Peddling along in a breeze of my own creation.  Passing walkers, dodging potholes, avoiding the beat up Toyotas that roll up and down the main road.

For the next few days, I can get away from the Sidewalk.   Get away from the locals, their beads and baskets.  Away from the Rasta dudes.  I can venture a little farther out of the village.

Oh the joy... the freedom!  Oh the ..................pain!!  I whacked the peddle into my ankle as soon as I got back, trying to walk the bike across the bridge to my apartment.  Ouch.   Ok, no blood, just missing some skin, still love the bike!

I still haven't quite made the transition to Central Time Zone -even though it's only an hour difference.  I'm usually up really early in the morning and ready for a nap by midday.  Today is another Zumba day, so I decided to take a quick nap.  And now that I have the bike, I won't have to walk that mile to get there!

(Not the best pic, but try to appreciate the difficulty getting in the hammock before the timer goes off!)

Boy, did I fall asleep!  I woke up at 4:23.  Zumba starts at 4:30.  Figuring that they'd start late and people straggled in last time, I decided to go.  Grabbed my sneakers, grabbed my BIKE and off I go!

 I flew up the road.

Passed Rasta dude Carl, 'Hey lady, you like music, wanna buy...'  Sorry Carl, gotta go Zumba!

Passed Rasta dude Antonio, 'Hello babee, you got de bike?...'  Sorry Antonio (if that's your REAL name!), I'm outta here!


BTW, this is Antonio:

Did I forget to tell you about him?

Anyway....I pedaled as fast as I could, preparing apologies in my head for being late.  Turned down the road to Zumba house (I can't remember the teacher's name...Yoli, maybe?).

I pulled up and no one was there but the Slovenia Grandmom sweeping the breezeway.  Am I early?  Grandmom said that there was no class today.  Her daughter had to go to Belize City, class on Friday.  Aw, man!

Well, at least I got my heart rate up zooming up the road - bit of a workout.

I took a nice ride back to the village thinking about where to ride tomorrow.

♫We got one last chance to make it real,
to trade in these wings on some wheels ♫...  ~ Thunder Road

DAY 12: Bicycle - YES, Zumba - NO