Jess and I walked into town. Breakfast at Martha’s. Finishing our meal and paying the bill, a shot rang out. Men with handguns and one armed with a shotgun swarmed up to Maxim’s store, staking themselves around the closed up sotre. we all peered out the big front window. The front door bolted. A black man was eventually led out of the store and arrested. A crowd filling the streets.
Jess then caugth the bus to belmopan, on to Griga. She came up the previous Saturday to spend christmas with me and Aaron left for Kentucky.
I stopped in to the Post office- packages!
