Great breakfast in the pleasant town of San Ignacio and some very helpful tourist advice from a friendly local. The shops were stocked with western items in abundance and the general infrastructure seemed much more advanced than their Spanish speaking counterparts the other side of the straight line, artificial border.
Cycling was tough with a strong headwind. We made it 40km to the outside of the capital, Belmopan, but weakened at the thought of the central mountains.
Hitched a lift with 2 decidedly dodgy looking men in a bashed up American van and a tonne of tobaco leaves.
They turned out to be jems, stopping off to show us local sights and at the best ice cream seller on our trip.
Got off when flat roads appeared outside a huge juice factory. Another 30km to our destination. Battling agaonst the light and a 6km stretch of dirt track, we arrived at the deserted campsite to be wecomed by thousands of very hungry mosquitos!
Threw the tent up as quickly as possible and tried to kill the 20 or so mozzirs that had followed us inside. Not nice!