I have not even been in Belize and feel like I’ve lived through more things than I have back home! So Sunday we get back from church and the power is out. No big deal as it tends to flicker off every now and then. Well an hour or so goes by and still no power and now no water. Come to find out that the entire country of Belize was out of power. Now my question was how did we find out that the entire country was out of power if there was no power to receive information! Just kidding.
Think for a moment though if the entire country of the United States lost power for at least five hours. I have one word- pandemonium. But not here in Belize. Everyone acted like this was normal- what?! Instead of that American attitude of panic we did what anyone would do in that situation so we danced, laughed, told stories, acted silly and sang.
It was all fun and games until the sun started to go down. We all got our jackets on or whatever warm clothing we could find and went out on the search for food. Plenty of people were out and about, but when we asked why the power was out the main answer we got was “Belize forgot to pay their power bill to Mexico.” We still don’t know what happened. We finally found a little lady in a “Pupusarria” who was still cooking by fire. Bingo- we got our pupusas, which are like cornflower tortillas stuffed with beans, cheese, and pork. With pupusas in hand we walked briskly back to our hostel. Luckily we ran into some friends who walked with us the rest of the way. My pocketknife out and a friends pepper spray out could have stopped anything, but I guess there is more power in numbers!
We ate our pupusas by flashlights and book lights and finally reached the end of our rope. Just as I decided to go to sleep because what else can you do, the power came back on. There is power in prayer! I guess in the end we at least had a good story!
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