And that's during the dry season. My wife and I tried to do it all in two weeks. But better step back 'cause I might pee on you. Slept in a tiny hut, ate great meals of traditional rice and beans prepared by the Mayan family that runs the camp, encountered a scorpion in the sink and realized that wild roosters don't crow at dawn. They crow whenever they feel like it.
Wild parrots are noisy, too.
Spent nights hiking jungle paths looking for jaguars. It's basically one big beach located at the end of a narrow peninsula in southern Belize. Not much to do all day except lay in a hammock under a palm tree while drinking Belikin, Belize's national beer. It tastes like Pilsner. Great jungle hiking.