Best room in Belize for a reasonable price! At least that’s the impression I got from the reviews.
When we walked in, the first thing I was confronted with was the bathroom. It was the size of a closet with no door except for an unusually thin shower curtain. Its lack of ceiling was convenient because it allowed the shower steam to vent directly into the rest of the room. My hair started to curl as I laid in bed, waiting for Jon to finish his shower. The toilet sat within mere inches of the shower head stream. If I wasn’t careful my legs would hit the toilet as I turned to rinse off. Granted, the toilet was now semi-clean from the shower. Shaving my legs was \ marginally easier in this bathroom than most others. I had the option to rest my feet on the toilet seat or the luxurious option to sit on the toilet and rest my feet against the opposite wall. If I used the second option I could also multitask, thereby making toilet paper unnecessary. I was starting to understand why the designers planned the bathroom this way. Very eco-friendly.
The sink was naturally located outside of the closet sized bathroom, on the opposite side of the door, directly underneath the only window in the entire room. The window had slatted shutters so that when I looked out, I had the distinct impression that I was actually in a jail cell instead of on a beautiful beach in Belize. This design provided an enjoyable view while washing my hands but more importantly it served a vital function as a stand for the portable fan. As there was zero airflow in this dark sauna, we created our own by propping the fan onto the sink so that it could pull in outside air that was less hot than the room itself, thereby creating an almost perceivable breeze. This ingenuity allowed light to still enter the room while providing a bit of privacy from the neighbors, who conveniently needed to stand directly in front of our only window in order to access their room. The only downside was that it was no longer possible to wash your hands, so night time bathroom breaks were not an option.
The room itself was stylishly decorated. It had a retro vinyl floor that was creatively pieced together with duct tape. And the bed frame sat a spacious 8 inches away from the wall. This became notably convenient when in the middle of the night, my pillow slipped off the bed and into this space, landing directly in the dust. Thankfully the pillow became unnecessary when I realized the bed was strangely more comfortable without it.
The room did not offer any personal refrigerator to keep our home made rum punch cold. However, it did offer a broken communal refrigerator downstairs which also supplied us with the option of borrowing any leftovers from guests who had not read the Out Of Order sign. This fridge was located directly next to the tiny kitchen which looked as if it had been resurrected from pieces collected after a tornado.
All in all, I would highly recommend this room to anyone hoping to escape the cold weather or looking to become closer to their spouse by experiencing a shared trauma.