Today I woke up at Boatique, got a massage that was pretty damn good and took the boat to the moto at around 11. I finally got going around 1130 for the border. I was a little stressed out as I always am on border days.
After an hour I saw huge ominous clouds so stopped to get something to eat. This was the first time I ever preemptively stopped and it started pouring as soon as I stopped. I sat and waited for about an hour for it to quiet down. It was the loudest rain I have ever heard. I sat under the metal roof and it was so loud it was impossible to hear the workers talk.
When the rain finally cooled down I got going but still got soaked. I got near the border and saw a never-ending line of trucks and started to get a little worried. I just drove straight by them and kept driving. I just kept crossing stuff and eventually ended up at the border. I guess I had already crossed the border without realizing it because I was finally stopped and a guy asked for the document and sent me back when he realized I didn’t have it. I went back and went to the aduanas. First to the Guatemala side where the guy was pretty helpful. He wanted the Guatemala moto document, license, passport, Guatemala sticker thing, registration, and title.
He walked me out to the bike, read the VIN and I was sent to wait.
Apparently I went to the wrong spot.
The right order is to go to the covid tent and get this little temperature slip, then go to the “centro de control” where you will check out of a window that says Guatemala and then check into a window in the same little area that says Honduras. All you need is your passport and you have to have completed the 2 forms online prior. AND they need to be done a week ahead of time. Although other riders said they filled it out the day before.
Then go to the aduanas and hand them all the stuffs. It was still a process of waiting on the Guatemalan aduana first and then the Honduran. The Guatemalan side wanted all those things I mentioned before and then they gave me a copy of the entry permit they had previously given me.
The Honduran side wanted passport, title, registration, and driving license. They just wanted 1 copy of those 4 things. The cost total was 783 lempiras and I got a pretty okay deal exchanging quetzales from a guy near the photocopy place. Of course the Honduran agent “didn’t have change,” so he made off with my extra fiddy cent.
I was super happy to get going and was hooting and hollering after finally passing the huge line of trucks on the other side. Honduras is actually pretty damn nice. Things looked nicer than in Guatemala. The road is so much better and the whole place looks better put together.
I realized pretty quick that there was no way that I would make it to La Ceiba so I stopped in SPS where I will spent the night planning to leave at 5am in the morning for La Ceiba. I’m hoping to make the 9am ferry with the buddies I met before in Guatemala.