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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.'
Trouble In Nicaragua
We tried asking the security officer that was standing by the front door, why we were being held. He would just place his hand in front of him making a calm down motion and kept pointing to the seats in the corner for us to return to.
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.
A Scary Night In Guatemala
For the second time in one day, I could not believe my ears. "There was no one inside the entire hotel . I walked all the way to the beach and could hear the waves and yelled and not a single person was seen. I even knocked on a door that I thought maybe someone was in, and nothing." My mouth dropped. One last attempt, we remember the sign that we saw with the name of the hotel that we thought was turned and we head in that direction thinking maybe it was there where the sign had pointed. We ran into a dead end and a neighbors house. My brave husband got out of the truck and walked up to the neighbors front gate. They happened to be sitting outside so he was able to ask about the hotel just a few feet away. Not knowing much Spanish, he mentions the hotel name and asks 'abierto'? The local Guatemalan man replied with "no, cerado." Which we knew meant "closed".
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