Sentences with phrase «catch a water taxi»

Catch the water taxi to Gibraltar at the town's public boardwalk on Wednesdays for tours and Thursdays for lectures in the summer.

From Kaiteriteri we can catch a water taxi into the Abel Tasman National Park until we reach the Lodge.

Travel to Kaiteriteri and catch a water taxi into Abel Tasman National Park.

Not limited to purely hiking the coastal trail, families can mix it up by catching water taxis and kayaking different sections of the 5 day trail.

Or forget sightseeing altogether and catch a water taxi across the bay to Calis Beach.

Catch a water taxi to the Island of Comacina where there is a great restaurant for lunch.

If you're heading directly to San Pedro or Caye Caulker you also have the option of taking the ADO bus to Chetumal (these leave frequently from Cancun or Playa del Carmen) and catching a water taxi to the Cayes.

Or catch the water taxi from Chetumal to the Cayes.

It's also walking distance from the docks, where you can catch water taxis to other islands.

Only minutes from Washington, D.C., take a short drive, metro ride, or catch the water taxi to Alexandria, Virginia.

Not exact matches

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You can still find the souks (Arab markets), or catch an abra (a small water taxi) to get you around the old part of town where the exotic Arabian culture still reigns.

The plan was they would catch a cab from the cruise ship dock to the water taxi terminal in Belize City and hop on the first boat heading to Caye Caulker, they ended up landing ahead of us by the San Pedro Belize Express.

From the main points of entry, the Philip Goldson International Airport and the Belize City Municipal Airstrip, you can catch a local flight to Ambergris Caye — around 15 minutes by air from mainland Belize — or you can take a speedboat water taxi from downtown Belize City.

The next morning I caught a bus across the border to Belize City and then a water taxi to Caye Caulker, which is where I am for the next four days.

By the time we did catch a boat, there wasn't enough time to make another restaurant and still get back to our car before the Harbor Hopper Water Taxi service stopped running at 6 p.m. (We wouldn't have this problem now, as summer schedules have begun and water taxis run Saturdays 10 a.m. - 10 p.m., Sundays 10 a.m. - 6 p.m. Call for weekday scheduWater Taxi service stopped running at 6 p.m. (We wouldn't have this problem now, as summer schedules have begun and water taxis run Saturdays 10 a.m. - 10 p.m., Sundays 10 a.m. - 6 p.m. Call for weekday scheduwater taxis run Saturdays 10 a.m. - 10 p.m., Sundays 10 a.m. - 6 p.m. Call for weekday schedules.)

From Chetumal, we had to get through customs and take a taxi to the closest Belizian town of Corozal to catch the Thunderbolt water taxi to Ambergris Caye.

Then catch a RTA water taxi, they depart from the jetty which is centrally located on the Royal Beach.

From Caye Caulker to Belize City you can also catch a boat operated by Caye Caulker Water Taxi Association.

Alternatively you can catch a cheap water taxi (~ 1 hour) from the city to San Pedro.

The cheapest way is to take a cab to the water taxi center where you catch a boat to the island, which takes around 1 hour.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.