Are you guys tired of hearing about my vacation yet? Too bad, I’m not tired of talking about it! Today I’m linking up (again) with my friend Kim at The G is Silent.
One of the problems with going off the beaten path for vacation is finding souvenirs. I found a magnet to add to our collection without a problem. I also found gifts for the big kids without much trouble. But when it came to the little kids it got loads harder.
We bought the little boys some baskets that were weaved by the family of the cacao farmer who gave us a tour. I filled them with M & M’s from the Houston airport. While in Punta Gorda I found a build-your-own Mayan house kit. It seemed like a good idea and something we could do together.
I didn’t realize I would need a PhD in engineering to put it together. I managed to get the walls together and threw out the rest.
Reese adjusted…
He’s a creative kid.
Since we live at the ends of civilization in Alaska it took us forever to get home. We had a 23 hour layover in Houston. Luckily, Dallas’ sister lives there so we got to see them again. I looked high and low for a little present to bring my nieces back from Belize. The only thing I found in our travels were some Mayan dolls that were a little creepy looking. There were plenty of toys around at the local shops, they just weren’t authentic.
I was looking for something authentic.
By our last day in Belize I still had nothing for Audrey and Daphne. I decided I would just pick them up a cheesy Belize t-shirt at the airport. Imagine how excited I was when I spotted maracas in the gift store! Not only were they authentic looking, they were also loud.
Not that I would purposely buy my sister-in-laws kids a loud toy. It’s not like she bought my kids maracas once…
Anywho, I bought the maracas and took them back to Houston. The girls played with them a little and then left them on the couch between me and Autumn. At the same moment we both realized how inauthentic my gift turned out.
Seriously?
I think that Mayan house kit counts as a craft! Just sayin’
It is! That’s why it wound up in the trash!!
Hahaha! Me? I would have noticed while still IN Belize and I would have marched up to the front desk, cellphone in hand, having my cousin translating on the other end that their maracas are incorrect and do they have any spelled correctly in the back?
They speak English there dude. That’s the best part of Belize! I totally knocked down a glass shelf full of figurines in that store. I had o be nice.
Ha ha! DIBS!
Never stop talking about your HONEYMOON!! <3
You’re the only one who won’t get bored!
Does Reese like CRAFTS?!?! What happened?
He does. Maybe there was some sort of mix up at the hospital.
But, maybe that’s just how THEY spell it! Maybe WE spell it wrong! I’m just sayin’.
Came over for a does of WTF!
Nope, I double-checked. It’s spelled with an I:)
LOVE it! I think Beleze maracas (marakas?) should be worth more…
Obviously.
They’re artifacts from an undiscovered civilization.
in the background is some white stuff / not sure what it is ? /could it be some kind of beach sand ? / thirty (30) days to the beach !!!!!!!!!!! / see you on it ! ///
SAF
Yes, just like the beach…only colder. Much, much colder.
Ha! maybe get the t-shirts next time.
I will!
Maybe that’s how the locals do it?
Nope, I think it’s how the factory in China does it.
Awww. It looks like an authentic gift to me. I’d shake the hell out of those maracas and torment my mother endlessly with them. I promise. P.S. I tried to copy and paste your button into my Bad Ass Blogs page on my blog, but it didn’t work. I think there might be something wrong with the code. That or I’m a moron. 50/50 chance there.
It worked for me. Are you sure you are only using the link within the quotes after img src?
Hilarious! Proper spelling is so over-rated.
For instance, we went to dinner at a local Mexican restaurant and they were advertising a “buffay”.
Doesn’t that spelling make so much more sense than “buffet?”
We figured these guys had to be authentic. The food was great.
If I had found a Buffay in Beleze I would have taken a picture for you!
Just shake your own maracas, it would be more entertaining.
I try to keep that in the privacy of my bedroom. The children are damaged enough already.
I suck bigtime on gift/souvenier selection, my husband’s more diligent on finding these kinds of things and obsessed on bringing someone close to us something from his travels. So I think the maracas are A-okay!
Dallas would not have bought anything for anyone. Including himself!
Yeah, but maracas don’t need batteries! The noise can go on for hours, days and weeks. If your nieces were boys, which I realize defeats the purpose of calling them nieces, they would be all over it.
My sister in law sent me a picture of my niece shaking both of them, early in the AM still in her PJ’s. Mission accomplished.