I can’t think of a much better way to wake up in the morning than hearing distant birds chirping, the splashing of a nearby waterfall, and a clean mountain breeze flowing through our little cabin.   The lodge is amazing (we haven’t eloped Andrea ) and Belize in general seems really awesome.  Speaking of awesome, after I got up, I was putting on my bathing suit and I felt a little something move down there, if you know what I mean.  Naturally, being a full blooded 32 year old American man I screamed like a 12 year old girl with a skinned knee and flapped my arms around wildly. Very macho, I know. This sounds totally made up but I assure you after tearing my trunks off I felt something scurry down my leg and let me tell you, if you were wondering, seeing much less feeling anything scurry isn’t pleasant.  Little did I know I had disturbed a new friend, a large preying mantis insect that had taken up residence in mis pantalones over night.  No joke. Good thing my brother Chris and his wife Miki are having a boy soon, this could have been a possible drastic end to the Noble bloodline. So I’ve heard some wild stories in my day but seriously you haven’t lived until you’ve gone toe to toe with a preying mantis… in your swimsuit… in a secluded mountain paradise, wait do preying mantis’ even have toes, I realize they do have large pincher type claws…. Yikes.

Creature from Jeff's pants