Everyone woke early, around 5.30 or so, and spent some independent time. I walked out to the beach where I enjoyed my own company while doing some stretches and exercises. After our personal time we all met back up at camp, ate breakfast, and packed ourselves up. We were on the road around 8 and caught up up on shopping. While in the Maxi Pali super market we decided to take a bathroom shower, which is an art form I am quickly mastering.
While scrubbing ourselves down a women walked in and looked rather offended by our act of hygine. She left and talk an attendant, who popped her head inside but didn’t say anything. So, we finished shopping and were on our way to the boarder.
When we arrived, everything started off smoothly. In every line we hit we were just before the rush and had no problems. It was when we got to the last stage, getting the vehicle across, that the trouble started. The first warning sign was that we were told about a guy who had been stuck at the boarder for 3 days trying to get his title so he could cross and we didn’t have ours either.
We moved through the first few stations with little problem, it was when we went to get wiggles, the vanagon, checked they told us to get the title. We had to go back to the main office were two workers decided they didn’t like Angela and I. They informed us that we were going to have to get the original title. They were very unprofessional. Angela left to gather some documents while I stayed in the office. The man and women who we had been talking to openly mocked Angela thinking I didn’t know any Spanish. When she returned, I informed her of what they had said. They seemed embarrassed and said nothing more. We made it clear we would sit in their officer until we got this resolved.
Eventually we were introduced to the boss. Thank god Angela is fluent in Spanish because she found a loop hole the boss was willing to accept. He was very helpful and actually understanding when we explained that our vehicle was also our house. The women attempted to fight his decision, but he made himself clear that she would accept the paperwork. this was about 5 or so hours unto this process.
We ended up hiring a lawyer to authenticate some documents. this took a little over an hour. However, the day was not over yet. We were getting push back from the two people who had mocked us earlier. But as we were explaining the deal with the boss a group of bikers from Utah were crossing. We started talking and made some friends among them. When Angela and Thad went through the line, they went right behind them and as a result there was not any push back. Though, Angela had to hid in the last stage. One of the employees had stayed late to look out for her and try to reject the papers to cross. Finally after 7 or so hours, we crossed the boarder and found a small dirt road to camp on. We had done it, we had made it to Costa Rica.