The majority of day one was travel. Only two US cities have flights to Belize, Houston and Miami.
I left Boston early in the morning and then landed in Miami. After a short layover, we took off for Belize City. The airport in Belize is small and I was surprised to descend out of the plane directly onto the tarmac when we landed.
Once inside, you pick up your luggage and walk around the corner to customs. Since I had connecting flight on Mayan Air, I had to walk around another corner and head through security to the waiting area.
We boarded a small 12 seat plane with no co-pilot and took off towards Punta Gorda. On route, we stopped at 3-4 places to drop off people or a guitar in one instance.
Before each take off the plane would drive to the edge of land and then speed down a bumpy runway towards the ocean.
Honestly, I expected to be more scared than I was. Perhaps it helped that we were flying so low and that the views were spectacular.
The airport in Punta Gorda consists of small cottage on the edge of the land. Baggage checking means a gentleman manually matches your baggage ticket with the stack he was handed when the plane lands.
From the airport, we packed into an SUV and bounced down dirt roads through the jungle to get our boat. Occasionally big blue land crabs would scurry out of the way.
We switched from SUV to boat and sped down the river to the lodge. The wind whipping by helped cool us off. Huge iguanas basked in the palm trees along the river. We quickly arrived at dock on the backside of Cotton Tree. After checking in and a little down time, we had dinner with our fellow adventurers.