funeral

Went to my first Belizean funeral today.  It was an odd experience.  Some the of the relatives were crying very loudly in the church and afterword.  Such a demonstration would never be seen in Caucasian communities,  reall/ it was more a shrill scream than crying.  Afterword, the casket was simply placed in the back of a pickup and driven slowly to the cemetery.  Everyone followed on foot.  The caskets are usually placed in cement reliquaries rather than buried.  Some family reliquaries are twelve feet high.  As previously noted, there is a lack of funeral services here, so the family pretty much takes care of everything.

Yesterday I went out for a long trail ride on "my" horse, Consentido, meaning "the spoiled one."  Have you every galloped to the top of hill overlooking a river valley at sundown?  That's what we did yesterday.  Spectacular.  Of course,  riding until sundown meant that I had to walk home two miles in the dark, but it was worth it.  I hope you guys and come down and experience it down here.

all the best

Jonathan