Pro Photo West Spring 2020

So, I did what I do best…started asking people about rentals. I called a friend who had spent a lot of time in
Belize and talked to everybody I saw and later started walking the beach to find a place to live. I had rented a
golf cart to get around, so I was stopping at every for-rent sign I saw. I met with a realtor and she showed me a
few options, then I had lunch at a local beach restaurant called “Rum Dog” and the owner’s friend was in real
estate, so he put us in touch with each another. My very frustrating day soon came to an end and it was a bust!
Making my way back to the resort with a case of super anxiety, I quickly took a seat at the pool bar. Sitting
next to me was the dive master and he asked if I found anything and then he suggested a few places to look the
following day. I only had one more day to look or else it was camping on the beach!
The next day a decision had to be made! Keep looking or take one of the places that I had already seen. I
decided to keep looking. Awakened early and determined to find something, I sort of questioned myself…Did
I make the wrong decision? I thought to myself that even a shack on the beach will do at this point. I felt a bit
overwhelmed but, hey…it’s an adventure and I am adventurous! I am going to make the best of it! Who
doesn’t dream of being stranded on an Island?!
Off I went, stopping at every location between the resort and town as I was making enquiries of a place to live.
I continued to hear everyone saying the same thing, “We are shutting down! There are no rentals!” I could not
believe it! It’s an open market on this island and there are hundreds of empty condos and houses! I cannot be
the only person looking for a place to rent or the only tourist who decided to stay on the island! I was so
desperate I even asked the grounds caretaker that was racking the sand at one resort. Low and behold, as I was
walking back to the golf cart the caretaker said, “Hey, my friend Pedro is the caretaker at this house up the
beach. Here is his cell number. He can help you out.” The caretaker said it is not too far from here, it is called
“Still Waters”, just keep walking up the beach and you will see the sign.
I started walking up the beach and saw nothing. Stopped and asked a few people and they said I have no idea
where it is. Well, duh! I had the guys number, so I made the call. A nice gentle voice answered the phone and I
told him who I was, and he said, “Oh yes, my friend called and said you were coming.” I described where I
was, and he said you are not too far, and I will meet you down on the beach.
And there it was! OMG! The beach house of all beach houses! My expectations were a Hemmingway fishing