Selling fish at the old main fish market in Belize City
I remember those days do well me and my grandma was always up by 5am every week day to go get our fish.
I recall eating a delicious breakfast there!
This is one of the experiences i will cherish till i die: my mom taking me (a Belmopan born boy) to Belize City market to watch fish and turtle. And when i was big enough, she sent me to buy fish, alone. a bit of a rite of passage.
Daniel Gabourel Sr.:
Always remember this place as a kid with my dad and those heavy canvas bags with rope handle and then buying hot Johnny cakes to take home in the morning offer gossip about the the local happenings.
Jasmine Hernandez Cruz:
Thatís my grandpa next to the scale.
Photograph by E Kramer
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