Caye Caulker is dreamy. What’s not to love about a postage stamp sized Caribbean island, crammed with swaying palm trees, pastel weatherboard houses and surrounded by crystal clear turquoise water? Oh and the food? Delicious. The locals? Charming with amazing accents.

And we weren’t even going to go there.

But we did! We bus hopped down from Chetumal, Mexico, spent a night in Belize City and then got a ferry to the island.

We spent our first afternoon wandering around the island:

Sampling the local Caribbean food:

Beans and rice for the win

And the local beer:

How cute is the paint job

While observing the island mantra:

Oh I will

After an unremarkable sunset it was early to bed.

And early to rise the net morning. We set out to explore before everyone else woke up.

A few locals were already out and about.

Incoming

This area is called The Split, where the island divides in two thanks to some manmade dredging in the 1960s (and not from Hurricane Hattie in ’61, as some people will tell you). The Split is where everyone hangs out during the day in lieu of a beaches, which the island sadly lacks. Hurricanes have washed away the beaches over the years but the island is in the process of reclaiming land and creating beaches.

#cayecaulkerpride

crab nets

After our walk we settled in for some caffeine at Ice’n’Beans.

worth it for the free mini donut sample alone

Pulled up a pew on the deck

And enjoyed a French Press, lovingly known as a ‘plunger’ in Australia (gross)

That afternoon we sampled some stuffed Fry Jacks, a Belize favourite.

It’s basically fried dough stuffed with something delicious.

You might want to balance it out with something a bit healthier.

Juice

That afternoon we relaxed at the Split until the clouds rolled in.

50 shades of blue

And relaaaaaax