After my experience entering Honduras I was determined not to use “helpers” for Nicaragua. Exiting Honduras was easy enough, hand in a form, a stamp here another there and good bye Honduras. I got back on my bike and was immediately approached by a beautiful woman carrying a clipboard. I don’t like clipboards; they usually mean I am going to have to pay something. I tried to drive away but heard the woman say “Senor, documentos de la moto”. She was an official with the Nicaraguan government and had the papers I needed for the motorcycle, and I was right, I did have to pay.
My beautiful clipboard carrying official offered to be my “helper” for only $5. Not wanting to repeat the mistakes from Honduras, but finding it hard to say no to a beautiful woman, I told her she could be my helper if she rode on my bike. My offer was declined and I was on my own again. Forms in hand I lined up, a few more stamps and some extra photocopies and “Welcome to Nicaragua”, no fuss no hassle.
I rode the short distance to Managua and called it a night early so I could plan my stay in Nicaragua.