All packed up and ready to head for home. We said our goodbyes and headed out for Dangriga and the one room Mayan Air terminal. The great white egrets were still lounging by the airstrip and one of the locals sporting an Obama tee shirt declared that Barack was his president too. I loved it! We had plenty of time to go through security in Belize City and even found a small bar in the airport where we could get a coke and a hotdog. What were we thinking! I spied a light blue beach bag with Belize embroidered on the side and purchased my only souvenir of the trip--one can never have too many beach bags! Soon we were back in Miami shuttling through the seven security areas enroute to the gate. Customs was busy, but the lines flowed right along. It was after the seventh step that I realized my new Belize beach bag was missing. We chatted with many nice and helpful lost and found people, but missing it was. Until the next day when I called and the Miami Int. lost and found had indeed found it and were Fed Exing that day. A travelers triumph and a fitting end to a perfect vacation.