Woody sent a quick note about his crossing into Peru; I guess he is free from the swine flu...of course, there are the rest of his citizen parasites to worry about. Woody has gotten a few posts lately and maybe another follower or two. The fans are calling, man, send us a story.
"i made it to the border in good shape, prepared for a quick exit and easy entrance--the exit was smooth, except for the health screening in the mobile command vehicle--this was on the ecuadorian side, and actually it only took 10 minutes. apparently i do not have the swine flu. [who does?] with all stamps stamped, all that was left was the paperwork for the bike on the peruvian side. i was informed, however, that i had to go across the road to the ¨ministerio de salud¨--the health department on the peruvian side, before they would do my paperwork for the bike. so i walked across the road, put my face against the barred window, offered a friendly greeting, which was returned by silence. great. back across the road the official told me that i would just have to wait, the health officials must be at lunch. an hour and a half later, still no health workers. i am standing, sweating, in the hot sun. trying not to attract a crowd, which i am failing at. i did my best to look politely frustrated by the inconvenience, [what is polite frustration in a 6'5" white man with a fully loaded ktm? I don't think such an emotion can exist] and made certain that the official on the porch saw me. i was beginning to wonder if i would make it to piura in the daylight.....
"i made it to the border in good shape, prepared for a quick exit and easy entrance--the exit was smooth, except for the health screening in the mobile command vehicle--this was on the ecuadorian side, and actually it only took 10 minutes. apparently i do not have the swine flu. [who does?] with all stamps stamped, all that was left was the paperwork for the bike on the peruvian side. i was informed, however, that i had to go across the road to the ¨ministerio de salud¨--the health department on the peruvian side, before they would do my paperwork for the bike. so i walked across the road, put my face against the barred window, offered a friendly greeting, which was returned by silence. great. back across the road the official told me that i would just have to wait, the health officials must be at lunch. an hour and a half later, still no health workers. i am standing, sweating, in the hot sun. trying not to attract a crowd, which i am failing at. i did my best to look politely frustrated by the inconvenience, [what is polite frustration in a 6'5" white man with a fully loaded ktm? I don't think such an emotion can exist] and made certain that the official on the porch saw me. i was beginning to wonder if i would make it to piura in the daylight.....
as i stood, looking pitiful, the national policeman whom i had spoken with earlier, approached me and asked if i had gone through the health screening on the ecuadorian side, and after i responded, ¨yes¨, he relayed that, assertively, to the official on the porch. ten minutes later i was shaking hands and revving the motor. it could have been all over in 20 minutes......
Ah, such a small inconvenience for the man with nowhere to go but follow the habit and the open road. I'll post the map location of where he is tonight and try to link to a fabulous shot of him en route to the stahlratte. Bear with me...
-- luludilly
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