The day starts off with me getting mad. Jim and I dropped our laundry off yesterday at the hostel desk, early in the morning with the assurance that it would be done by 5:00 in the afternoon. I want to add that i dropped mine of first by at least an hour. Stuffed in the laundry bag is various clothes and a towel all wet from the boat trip. I go by the desk around 7:00pm to pick the laundry up, not ready yet. The best I can get is that it's not folded yet and a little bit is left to dry but tomorrow it will be done. To shorten the story I go to pick the laundry up in the morning and Mr Jame's is done and neatly folded, mine Is not even started. We have to meet Fritz to off load the bikes at 7:30am so no chance to get it done. So I grab my bag knowing full well the biology experiment growing on inside, hoping for a laundry tomorrow.
Bike unloading comes off with out a hitch, many hands rolling the bikes down the same plank we used load the bikes.
We say our good byes to Fritz Tulay and Jose, great people all living their dreams.
Alex has offered to take us to the import office and walk us through the paper work. This looks easy, no lines, a few signs and air conditioning, as we find out easy does not mean fast. The entry stamp on our passports is for December of 2012, something Fritz's agent missed yesterday, so Alex takes all our passports and head across town to the passport office. We manage to hit the import office again right at their 2 hour lunch break, so we wait, eat lunch and chat. I connect again with Cynthia and Gabriel from Costa Rico, they're riding double up down to Peru on a KLR 940. Plans are made to reconnect in Cuzco for New years.
When all is said and done it's 5:00 and we opt to spend another night in Cartagena. Thanks to Alex for his efforts and assistance.
I attempt to dry off what laundry I can from the morning non laundry event with the fan in the room. We head out for dinner. Great dinner at a local place, my usual adventure in ordering something I'm not completely sure of. Turned out to be good.
We run into Fritz and his woman walking home, say thanks again tell him about the passport stamp goof ups and then good bye again.
Tomorrow insurance and the road if all goes well.
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Location:Cartagena, Columbia
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