Got to Goldson...it was HOT! Stayed with friends in Ladyville. Had a few cold ones at the Manatee Bar. Met some British SAS dudes there...really glad they're on OUR side! Made a couple jumps into Marion Jones Stadium with my pal Andy. It was HOT! Flew out to SP. Had a few cold ones with the usual suspects at BC's. I saw Pedro "none" walking a mile in a pair of pink flip flops. It was HOT! Went back to BC to meet the arriving girlfriend and boy. Flew back to AC with them. Took the boy snorkeling. Lots of sharks, he loved it! Let him drive the golf cart, all the way to journey's end, even better! Had a great breakfast every morning at Estel's. Fry Jacks...yum! Had dinner at Caliente,tasty...nothing like chicken poop to work up an Appetite! Had a couple of fantastic meals at the Blue Water Grill. It was HOT! Finally played a round and a half of golf on Caye Chapel. Flew in and out. I felt like Tiger Woods...played like #@$%@#! Four of us had the entire course to ourselves...thank God or someone may have gotten hurt! I sure hope the croc's don't choke on all those top flites! It was Hot! Finally got married at the Sunbreeze after 45 single years...Hell froze over and it was finally COOL!!!! Chartered a Tropic plane and flew the new wife and son out over the reef and to the Blue Hole on the way back to BC. The new wife was nervous, the boy loved it...and damn...I didn't have a parachute! Now I'm in trouble. The 6 year old met every bartender on the island(we were taking our own survey). He's now great friends with Baldy at the Blue Water Grill and he highly recommends the Shirley Temples, most cherries he says! He didn't want to leave and go back to school and he said Belize is WAY more fun than Disneyland. I think the slide at the Hammock House was the kicker. Or the hours in the pool. Or maybe it was when Pauly gave him a pizza shirt. Or when he met Mr. Bowen that makes the really cool beer bottle caps he collected. Or the cool music Dennis played at the Palapa. Or maybe when Mr. Grief gave him an airplane magazine to read for the flight home. Or maybe it was building sand castles and finding shells everywhere we went. Or when Ernie and Carlo kept sneaking him Sprite! Whatever it was my new son has experienced the magic of SP and now me and the Mrs. are never going to be able to go to Belize alone again...thank goodness!