two milestones today:
1) the car reached 151,000 miles
2) i entered honduras (below)
Honduras auto immigration sucks. every country has written laws and practiced laws…so when you enter any border, you really have no clue what to expect. instead, you basically do what the person tells you to do…and try to speak to a few different people so that you can compare stories. in all countries, so far, immigration has been easy (too easy?): it usually takes about 10min, and costs $10-30. in honduras, though, it’s completely idiotic.
1) you arrive at the honduras border, and a guard points you which buiding to drive to. you park there.
2) a man looks over your vehicle really quickly. he stamps your passport (with a vehicle stamp).
3) you walk to another building and get the immigration stamp for yourself. here you pay $3 US….or in my case…all the cash i had easily accessible…42 Lempira + $1 (which is about $3 US….actually, a bit more). i still don’t understand why they don’t have atm’s at any of the borders. it seems like such a great business opportunity for the banks..
4)you go back to the car immigration, get a custodian, who sits in your car….and you drive together 40 miles to the first city (puerto cortes).
5) the custodian directs you to an ugly building with no signs. you enter, and they look at your passport some more.
6) you walk next door, and sit in an office for 45min, while they xerox your license plate (you have to remove it from the car), car registration & title, passport, etc. they even use a typewriter. you get another stamp, plus a form.
7) you pay them $30….and the custodian about $25. 8) you assume that everything’s legit…and that the $60 was well spent. you also hope that you don’t have to repeat this if you only leave the country for a few days and then return.
so that’s more or less how honduras welcomes you. you pay a bunch of money, drive a total stranger for 1hr (custodians are obligatory, apparently), sit in an unmarked building for another hour or two, and then finally get to leave. the best part, was the lady who processed the stuff in the building. she was really nice. at first, a bit annoyed, because we got there about 3:30…and everything closes at 4pm (plus, it was friday). however, she took care of everything and was a really nice woman. she’s also one of the first strangers i’ve met who seems to have her life in order. she has 2 kids, both went to college and both have good jobs. this seems so different from all the ‘tragic’ stories people say about how it’s hard to live, they have 10 siblings, etc. it was nice to see someone who seems to have stuff figured out.
from there, i went to playa coca cola. yes, that coke; and, yes, everyone calls it that. i think they have a bottling plant here….but as you can see from the sign, they’ve (legally?) branded the beach as such. the hotel i’m at now, prince wilson is quite nice. for $25 it has internet, pool, clean room, parking, and good service. i’m afraid, though, honduras is more expensive than guatemala.
- honduras guatemala frontera
- playa coca cola
- playa coke sign