Nicaragua is a really nice country. After the usual border hassle, we crossed almost the whole country yesterday. Of course, not as smooth as we hoped. Best roads in Central America so for. I counted two unspectacular „poties“. On the other hand, this nice roads …. how can I say it?, maybe I tried to pushed to limit a bit further. At the border we talked about police and all the stories you can hear and read. I mention to Serafina that I have the feeling, that all the stories already hundreds of years old. Everyone tells the same.

Bang, 40km before Managua. Winke winke, please stop here. I know exactly what I did wrong, crossing the yellow line when I passed a truck. 1200 Córdoba’s, to pay in Managua, we keep the license, you come back, you get your license back. That’s what the policeman told me. That’s sounds bad! We agreed with out complains and lamentos. The guys finished with the gay in front of us, let them go to pay his ticket, came to us, looked at us, gave me my insurance paper, gave me me import paper …. and gave me my license with a big smile.

Now we will try to get into Costa Rica. Lets see.