We arrived in darkness and had a wild goose chase around town through flooded, potholed streets to find a vacancy. At the Seaside Hostel we were greeted by 6 inches of water in the alley, the sea wall being breached on the coast road few feet ahead, and the crazy new owner, who tried to drag us out the taxi. He succeeded with our travelling companion, Inga, who was shown a soaking room with wet matress before being reduced to tears in front of the rest of the guests. meanwhile we found a nice room in the Three Sisters across town and luckily the better half of the Seaside management forced the owner to drive Inga back to us.
We holed up in Three Sisters for three nights while the rain eased. Luckily there was cheese and wine available nearby. Sadly Belize City seems light years away from saving. Conversely just a 45 minute water taxi away lies the wonder of Caye Caulker (pronounced key corker).
Albert Road is actually Belize City's high street. And this is a flattering viewpoint
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