Flight: Belize City, Belize to Flores, Guatemala

I had to hitchhike to the airport to get there in time to catch my plane. I got to the gate and asked if this was the gate to go to Flores, Guatemala. They said, "Oh, you must be Scott"... I handed them my paperwork and they opened the door to the tarmac.

And this is what I saw...


The photo is of my pilot getting into our plane that took us from Belize City to Flores, Guatemala.

Three knees: The pilot´s and mine:
Yes, that IS a yoke in my lap. And yes, believe it or not, he LET ME FLY THE PLANE. WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!

In-flight snack--much better than pretzels!


"Your exits are clearly marked"

It was by far the most exciting flight of my life. My checked-in luggage sat one seat back behind me (in the same compartment) about 2´away from my carry-on. I sat shoulder-to-shoulder with the pilot the whole time. When I went crazy with the camera and took a bunch of pictures, he´d bend out of my way so I´d get a better view.

We flew above one storm and below another. The landscape was dotted with jungle and farms, some of which have no roads leading to the farm houses. Some of these are people with no vehicles whatsoever. Whoa.

When we arrived in Flores, Guatemala, Customs/immigration was ready for me--I was the only passenger to arrive that hour.