Believe it or not, the young cartel guys lived with us on the bus and took me to a different bank nearly every day to make a smallish (below the radar) withdrawal.... we had two big shot cartel bad asses in a pickup truck always a half mile away who never came to the bus and never let us out of their sight.........
the good part, we lived..... and the guys who were with us and our three dogs day in and day out were polite..... kind..... they even drove us to the boarder (400 miles) in exchange for a ticktet back to their city... My wife had a plan to kill one with a screw driver and was stopped by a passer by (we both think an angel)... all in all we are blessed.... we might even drive back.... belize is safe... mexico is beautiful and unsafe....
