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''[[User:Lev-amatuni|Levon]] had an extremely good experience across all the country. Roads and vehicles are scarce in many parts of the country (one in 20 minutes max); however, they almost always stop, especially if this is not a busy road. Sometimes they would expect a small treat (like a bottle of beer) but never more than that. Many locals hitchhike in the back of the pickups too. The atmosphere is very safe (didn't hitchhike in Belize City, though). Again, a very positive experience in general. No signs/cardboards are needed.
Just to underscore the level of "hitchability" - we hitched from and back to the airport right on time to fly back to Canada :)
''[[User:SonOfaHitch|SonOfaHitch]] I hitchhiked Belize in June 2024 for almost a month, Exploring all it’s parts.
Hitchhiking was quite easy. And people were friendly. I felt safe most of the time.
That being said, Most people I met had a quite serious relation with alcohol and or other substances.
And the country was very Expensive.
Beside that, law and Human rights don’t really exist, and it seems money can get you out of anything here.
I met people that there house was just destroyed by the neighbor coming with a Bulldozer just because he felt like it. To say the least he didn’t pay anything to the old lady he destroyed her house and the law never prosecuted him. Situation like this are apparently according to the locals common in Belize.
Towards my last days I was arrested by the police. For what you might ask?
I was invited to stay at someones house by a guy that I met in Punta Gorda.
While I was in his place I offered to cook for us. He got Drunk and started acting weird.
And short after the police to the house and asked me if anyone broke into the house.
To this I replayed no, but speak to the house owner who is in the next room.
Apparently the guy changed his mind about inviting me over. But instead of asking me to leave he chose to call the police. I was in Shock to say the least.
The police told me “listen we know he is Drunk, don’t worry, just come and tell us what happen and we let you go”
On the way to the station one Police-woman was asking me why do I go to someone’s house, and telling me she will teach me not to trust people.
At the station they didn’t ask anything about what happened. They asked me if I do drugs if I have a criminal record, did I stole in my life etc. police man start playing with my equipment. And it seemed to clear that they are searching if they can frame me on anything.
Eventually they decided to arrest me for having two nationalities, and told me they need to contact both ambassadors before I get release.
They started to ask how much money I have, and told me that I should know that by heart. If I have more than what I say the rest is theirs. The made whole in all of my bills. And gave me some cake that apparently have Laxatives in them to give you Diarrhea.
They put me in a room full of poop all over the floor. The other inmates were shouting all night.
Soon I had to go to toilet which was in the middle of the room. Needless to say that there is no door for privacy or anything. While I was sitting they decided to release the other inmates into my room, just so they can stretch their bones.
I quickly pulled my pants up and had to confront them while they were checking me.
I had to ask for the guard later to give me water to wash down the toilet. After doing so I realized the toilet just pours your feces all other the room’s floor.
They kept me there for a day. And eventually let me go with out saying what did even happen all this time I was locked and why it took so long.
As I was leaving The police-woman from yesterday asked me if I learned not to trust anyone.
I said yes, and you can guess what I was wishing her at my heart.
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