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Final Destination: Costa Rica
All the emotions, all the views, it was worth every single second. We climbed into the truck getting ready to cross over the border. All I could do was just cry. Happy tears of course. But more than anything, I was proud of us. We did it, on our own. Some doubted us, others cheered us on. We faced our fears and didn't look back. If asked would I do it again. My answer would be 100% YES.
Sleeping At The Nicaragua/Costa Rica Border
I knew I couldn't enter the room unless asked to by another officer. My mind wouldn't shut off wondering what we did to get us where we were. About 10 minutes went by and I was escorted to the room where BJ was sitting. He looked defeated. I had so many questions. I didn't know where to start. Trying to remain calm, my heart was about to burst out of my chest. BJ blurts out, 'they are trying to pin me for something I didn't do.'
Danger In Honduras
Sweat rolled down my cheeks, not only scared for what we had already come across at the border, but having to face the fact we would be in their world now. I have never been so scared for my life. What made it so damn scary, was the looks they would give us as we would drive behind them trying to get to the border as fast as we possibly could. We didn't care what we had to do, there was no chance in hell we were going to stay in Honduras for the night. We felt threatened.
Our First ‘NO’ Of The Trip in Guatemala
The Border Attendant asked us to pull up behind a vehicle that was also waiting after we handed him our information for us and the vehicle. So we did just as we were asked. I fling by door open and call my kids back at home thrilled that we were almost in Guatemala. We waited. And waited. And waited. It seemed like forever and a day since we had been sitting there. I played on my phone and did a lot of people watching, trying to pass the time. The man appeared from out of the building he originally walked in and walked right up to our window that was rolled down. The look on his face looked like someone just told him his dog died. I was a little nervous about what he was about to say to us and wondered why he had the look he did. I knew we were doing everything right, we had done our research for weeks. The words that rolled off of his tongue made my head spin. "I'm so sorry, but without the actual vehicle title, you cannot pass through Guatemala." I have never felt so sick about something in my entire life.
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