During my recent trip to Belize I saw a totally different view of the world. Yes I have seen pictures of babies with swollen bellies and ramshackle huts with no running water or toilets in magazines, but you soon get so used to such graphic images that you become callused. If you actually visit these coutries and view the huts with your own eyes and smell the raw sewage running in the gutters the experience is very different. Here you cannot put aside the magazine when come across something you can hardly stand to look at. We as Americans have been in our little bubble of comfort for so long that we quibble and gripe about the most trivial things, why can't we just got along and be thankful for the plenty we have?
John, Derek, and myself were able to stay in the guest home of a Mennonite mission who is ran by Weston, a friend of mine since childhood. We didn't do too much touristy stuff but we were able to make it to some Mayan ruins as well as briefly visit Guatemala. The view from on top of the main pyramid was breathtaking after many months of dreary skies and snow.
One pleasant suprise was that the food wasn't near as bad as I thought it would be, in fact it was rather good. I do believe that rice, beans, and chicken would get tiresome after thats all you had to eat for months on end.
In Belize I saw many people overcoming and coping with situations that would have most Americans curled up in a ball crying. From this I realized that even when we think we have it bad there is someone that has it much worse and is quite possibly having a more fulfilled life that we are. So quit whining and be thankful for all the blessings you do have!
As I touched down at Dulles International Airport I felt joy from finally arriving home, but at the same time a sort of sadness. I had come home with killer bee stings, fire ant bites, not to mention the multitude of other bites from countless unidentified insects, but I still couldn't wait to go back.