As we made our way through western Nicaragua, the
roads became more and more void of cars and people. We checked and double checked the paper maps and agreed we
were heading in the right direction towards Honduras. The kids were happy to be playing in the back seat and we
quickly fell into our truck routine of listening to music and eating snacks.
Eventually, we reached the dishevel border
crossing between Nicaragua and Honduras. I don't know what I was expecting but
it was similar to most other borders, disorganized, slightly chaotic but
everything worked. The guides were
a lot more aggressive and would actually run up to the car yelling they wanted
to help with the various steps. I thanked
them but politely declined any assistance and found the Nicaraguan immigration
office on my own. After a few
minutes of waiting the migration officer told us we could leave Nicaragua. I noticed he didn't stamp the passports
and asked him if he could. Annoyed,
he said it wasn't needed in Nicaragua and to just go. Of course when I reached
the gate with the truck and was asked to present the passports, his colleague
had a different opinion and sent us back to the office.
A few minutes later, I was back at the gate smiling
with my stamped passports and made my way into Honduras. It was a step back in time. There was
very little infrastructure, dirt roads, a pig running around and no visible
signs of any official government buildings. However, it didn’t take long to notice someone sitting at a
desk under the shade with some papers in front of him. Yep, that was immigration. Step one
done.
We walked over to customs but were politely
advised they were closed; luckily lunch was ending in 10 minutes. Sure enough about 15 minutes later, the
customs officer emerged, asked for my documents, looked at the truck, asked me
about the funny looking license plate and waved us through. The first border
crossing of the day went by without any issues and we were now driving along Honduras
southern departments that are considered the most dangerous according to
Canada’s Department of Foreign Affairs.
Before entering any country, there’s always a
sense of apprehension. A slight
discomfort of not knowing what to expect or what the next bend in the road may
reveal. It was no different in
driving though Honduras with the exemption the roads were pitiful. We zig zagged around the massive holes
and tried to enjoy the drive but it was very hot and it wasn’t long before the
kids were complaining about the heat and needed something to drink. We figured it would be a good idea to
keep them hydrated. Luckily, Esso
has invested in Honduras and there were several brand new “On the Run” Esso gas
stations. Never mind they all had
security guards with 12 gauge shotguns slung over their shoulders, it was a
place we could buy some more snacks and cold drinks.
It had been previously reported (April 2012) that
in the 80 or so miles of Honduran road between Nicaragua and El Salvador there
were 14 roadblocks. All of which
presented an opportunity for police to “find” infractions. We were pleasantly surprised to come
across 4 and stopped only twice. There
were no issues and no one had to get out of the car and lay prone on the hot
asphalt. Never a good sign, no
matter where you are.
Before we knew it, we had reached the Honduras/ El
Salvador border and one hour later we officially inside El Salvador. It took us 10 hours to drive 500 km and
cross two borders; we were tired, hot and hungry. Instead of driving to the usual pit stop city of San Migue,
we decided on Santa Rosa de Lima.
We found a hotel in which had Air Conditioned rooms, secure parking and WiFi. Ok, so the gate was never closed at night and we had to stand in the parking lot to get a WiFi signal, but it would do just fine. They also sold nice cold beer for US$1.25 and with a Subway and Burger King close by we were all set.
We found a hotel in which had Air Conditioned rooms, secure parking and WiFi. Ok, so the gate was never closed at night and we had to stand in the parking lot to get a WiFi signal, but it would do just fine. They also sold nice cold beer for US$1.25 and with a Subway and Burger King close by we were all set.
Hi you guya,
ReplyDeleteJust got caught up on your last few blogs...wow - it is all so flipping amazing! Great dialogue and pictures as usual.
Love seeing Mateo and Gabriel...they are such sweethearts!
Love you all. Mom and Dad / G & G.
Ha! I was going to write the same thing....been out of your loop over the last few days. What an awesome update! Totally brought back memories for me....especially the photo of the lime green room....been there too! Can't wait to see you guys, but am so happy that you're having such a great time. Soak it up, my friends. We were down at Crescent Beach last night....it was superb.
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Les, Mark & Mae
Olá família: Cá estamos a ver e ler as vossas passagens ao logo destes dias que esperamos que tudo corra pelo vosso melhor. Pelas imagens todos estão com bom ar nessa viagem ainda bem. Sobrinhos desejamos continuação de boa viagem Beijinhos e um abraço forte aos homens de Adelaide e Fernando
ReplyDeleteEsto me recuerda cuando iba para alla pero clave de curp para sacar los demas que necesitaba
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