Wait, I am getting my bike?

We arrived at sunset, which is around 6:30.

I had changed out of my riding clothes on the ferry because I was told that I wouldn’t be able to ride my bike out of the port. Well, upon arrival, the local port master and police said the bike had to come off. Give that it was a holiday, they had to call in the buy who could operate the front loader.

There were about a dozen people standing around as I watched my bike dangle over the ocean. It’s good to maintain a sense of humor in these situations.

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I was told to head to the port office to pay my “fee”, wait, what? Yeah, they tried to shake me down for another $30, claiming that I had to pay for the guy coming in from his day off. I told them I was not paying, but they insisted. I just told them I only had $10, and they settled… but not before the drove me off to some dark corner of the port.

I was ready to blast off in case someone came after me with a pipe, but it was just some old police officer checking my paperwork. I was finally free again!

I checked into my hotel, and ask about a place to eat or drink. I didn’t know if anything would be open because of the holiday, but the guy at the front desk actually walked me three blocks to a wonderful little restaurant!

Hamburger no pato.

I caught a glimpse of this guy on my way back to the hotel. Little did I know that he was a local fixture, capable of carrying 180 eggs on his head, they call him “”Homem Ovo” , or “Egg Man”, which is actually a joke because that typically means a man who looks like an egg (fat), but this dude is really skinny.

I’ll have to get a better pic!

My “double” room was just a bed and bathroom. I didn’t care, my day started at 5:30 am over 500 miles away and was finally coming to an end.

I didn’t have to get up too early tomorrow. The border was only 1:30 away, so I thought I would get up around 9 and head out after.

Good night!