Frik De Meyere - Belize Real Estate Adventure

How big are you willing to think? We came here because we don’t get mail.  A bit bizarre when you say it out loud, isn’t it? Let me explain. Back in Europe, my mailbox ran my life.  Every morning, 50 letters. Each one told me what to do.  A bill to pay. A tax to file. A report to submit.  In the first years of running my business, it was 95% business and 5% admin.  By the time I left Europe, those numbers had flipped. Most of my days were lost to paperwork, government forms and dealing with banks.  That’s why, when my clients ask about addresses in Belize, I just smile and ask. “Which mail do you want to get?”  Because here, if the system doesn’t send you mail… it doesn’t control your time. I call that freedom.  The blank canvas of Belize. When we arrived two decades ago, Belize was shaped by farming and fishing. Banana, citrus, and sugarcane fields stretched inland while fishermen pulled in the day’s catch from the clear Caribbean waters.  L...

To chase something bigger, bolder, and brilliantly audacious. Hey there, I’m Frik.  22 years ago, I'd have laughed if you’d told me I’d be here in Placencia, Belize, running a thriving real estate business while my wife runs a bustling coffee, wine, and ice cream shop. Belize? Back then, it was merely a name I’d scrolled past on a drop-down menu when filling out an online form. Yet here I am. Our home rests on the edge of the Caribbean Sea, the waves lapping at the shore as I juggle everything from high-stakes property negotiations to the occasional bout of baking — bread, bagels, and cheesecake, whenever our supplier takes a sudden holiday. That's the type of people we are. Packed days. Occasionally, you’ll find us in the café kitchen past midnight, celebrating with a bottle of wine, fueled by the drive to keep moving forward. We live our dream. But it’s not the kind you wake up from. The kind you work on daily. My wife and I have been together for a very long time. Our compat...