In Freeways to Flip-flops, Sonia March writes a saga of relationships: with her husband, her sons, her neighbors, other expats in Belize, with the locals of Belize whom she had once thought were her friends, and finally with herself. She writes with candor (and in a voice so clear, I swore I could hear her) of her fears of losing her oldest son, her tendency to worry too much, her disappointment in her husband, and her naïve assumptions of how to fit into the culture of Belize. She writes of her drive to “have an adventure in paradise,” to live a slower life, and to get her family -- three sons, one husband, and her -- to reconnect.
The first few chapters of the book move back and forth between Orange County (LA) California backstory the “present” in Ambergris Caye, Belize, and Sonia uses different logos at the start of each chapter to help the reader acclimate. That is helpful.
The book settles in Belize as she learns new lessons: water is scarce, time is relative, dirt is subjective, and finally, “paradise is a state of mind, not a place.”
Tension evolves throughout the story: will their three sons settle in, will they be able to make a living, and why are the locals so against them?
At the end, with the turquoise waters she had longed for just the year before in front of her, Sonia now longs to buy Brie and Boursin cheese from Trader Joe’s. Lessons learned and children reconnected, the family returns to Orange County.
Twenty-odd years ago, I was faced with a similar adolescent son acting out. So, I found her decision to move her family to Belize nothing short of remarkable. With her husband backing her all the way, hers was an option not available to me. I chose the more traditional path, hauling my family of four into family therapy, which has, in its own way, a culture of its own. It certainly taught me a different way of seeing the world.
For both of us, our decisions changed our lives. And we both have our oldest sons to thank.