Wednesday: The Garage

K and I were driving round recently and saw a restaurant, of which we were previously unaware, down a side street.  In most places, that wouldn’t be a big deal but as you can count restaurants in Belmopan on one hand we got rather giddy with excitement.

It was pretty decent.  There wasn’t a soul there, other than us, and it had the usual fare of burgers, fajitas and quesadillas but we’ll still take it.