Emily, Wellard, Kat and myself are off on on a couple of weeks road trip in Bravo 2, delivering supplies and much awaited letters from home to the venturers as well as one injured pickup/drop off to hospital. The most challenging part of our trip is getting through the border.
Instructions from Ross for getting through the border into Nicaragua as follows:
…approaching the border drive on wrong side for a couple of Km’s past a long line of lorries, beware traffic coming the other way, but don’t worry everyone does this; on Costa Rican side avoid lots of official looking guys with papers determined to direct and help you – they are all bogus; sign out vehicle with drivers passport and vehicle documents (registration, legal letter,…); go to immigration with all passports and process selves out; drive on up to Nicaraguan side – truly chaotic; collect ticket stub on way through; park in front of bank and find the customs guy, who will be wandering around the car park in a light blue polo shirt – get him to stamp and sign the stub; go and find the policeman, also wandering around the car park and get him to sign the ticket stub too; depending on the state of construction works, go into one of two buildings to process vehicle documentation; do customs first, then car docs for police. Head to immigration for visas and car tax; drive through one more police check for another stamp; pay dodgy bloke $1 for municipal tax (??) and we will be through…
At least that’s was the theory, far easier to follow small boy who grabbed all necessary papers and ushered us efficiently back and forth to various individuals until 2 hours later we were clear and heading for San Juan del Sur.