The plan here was to ride the 3 hours straight through Honduras, and try for San Salvador, El Salvador.
The border at Honduras was something else... TOTAL disorganization....different ramshackle buildings with no markings...that houses the customs, imigration, insurance, security, and the ever present fumigation people.
I was instantly besieged by at least a dozen kids, shouting in Spanish and waiving hand made, plastic laminated ID's in my face, essentially saying that they will facilitate my passage through the "system".
One kid looked pretty sharp, and spoke some english, so I "hired" him.
For the next 2 hours he literaly took me by the hand, saying, "Norman, sign here, go there, come here, $10USD please, now Norman go there and get a stamp put here, now Norman, give me your passport and drivers liscence and registration and $25USD, and wait here.......". At this point I said; "NO WAY", to which he responded, "OK, Norman, my brother will watch your bike and you come with me."
He seemed to know even more than the "officials" about what forms to fill out, and how, and where to place the never ending series of stamps.
Finally $75USD, and 2 hours later I was out travelling down the beautiful roads of Honduras, on my way to EL Salvador.
Posted by Ness at August 14, 2004 11:07 PM GMT