Wednesday, 2 September 2009

The easiest border crossing ever, 7 and 8 August 2009

When I was in Vietnam I met a girl who told me that crossing borders in South America was a horrible and horrendous experience. And she told me that if I couldn`t speak Spanish I would have no chance. But so far the border crossing I had made had been a piece of cake. Crossing from Chile into Argentina was fine, the bus stopped, we all went to the immigration office, we were stamped out of Chile, we went to the Argentine immigration office, we were stamped in to Argentina. Easy. For the Argentina/Uruguay crossing it was also easy, as I checked on to the boat my passport was stamped out of Argentina and into Uruguay in one fowl swoop. But the crossing into Brazil really took the biscuit!

As I boarded the bus at Montevideo the bus driver took my passport. He took everyone elses passport as well so I fgigured this was normal.

I sat on the bus and started to ball up my yellow wool that i had bought. The lady next to me held the bundle of wool for me while I balled up. She was very kind.

Once that was done I wasn`t really in the mood to knit so I watched the film that was on, A Night at the Museum. I had seen it before, but this time it was in Spanish. I learnt some new words in the process. Then, at about 10pm I went to sleep.

I woke up at 8.30 am as they brought round breakfast.

But hang on, we must have passed into Brazil. Uruguay is only a small country, we couldn`t still be in Uruguay more than 12 hours after setting off... But we had to still be in Uruguay, because I hadnt been woken to go through immigration. But that just wasn`t possible.

I ate my breakfast and forgot about it. Once the breakfast plates were cleared the man came round with everyone`s passports. I opened it, and there it was, I was stamped into Brazil! What?!? How!?! Oh well, it didnt really matter, I was stamped into Brazil. Brazil!!!

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