A Wayward Journey

“We need to get to bed, kids,” I announced last night.  “We’ll be getting up early to hit the road again.”

The kids and I climbed into bed, while John went out to the bar to hang out with Jack for a while.

A few minutes later, he came barging back into the room.  “Nancy!” he called.  “I need to talk with you!  It’s important!”

I crawled out of bed and headed out onto the veranda.

“I was just out there talking with a local policeman,” John told me.  “He said we shouldn’t be on the road going to Belize City tomorrow.  Apparently there are three fugitives on the loose – they were in a gun battle with the police a couple days ago.  Nobody knows where they are, but they think they are hanging out along the road going to Belize City.  They are armed and dangerous – and they’re desperate.  We would be easy prey on the road.”

We made the decision to hang out for another day and make a visit to the police station to find out what the situation was.  If it really is a real threat, we’ll arrange some kind of escort.

So, this morning we headed down to the police station to see what we could learn.  We explained the situation to the sergeant in charge.

“So why are you here?” he asked.  “Do you want an escort?”

“We don’t want an escort unless you think we need one,” we replied.

He started laughing.

“That road is perfectly safe!” he exclaimed.  “Sure, it is true that the fugitives are out there somewhere, but they certainly wouldn’t go near the road during the day.  I would advise that you are off the road by evening, but during the day you will have absolutely no problems.”

So – we’re on for tomorrow.  First thing tomorrow morning we’ll take off and explore more of Belize.