Scary Ferries, Questionable Coca-Colas, and the Trying Hunt for the Pineapple Home
The strange sights of my first bike ride in a decade
In Caye Caulker, there are no cars. To get from kilometer to kilometer within the small island town in Belize requires golf carts. And the roads are riddled with enough potholes and crevasses that even golf carts have their fair share of work cut out for them. Laboring over the mini-craters between sea and mangrove, the c…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The Gen Z Report to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.