The guard refused to budge on the issue.  My companions were very nervous because they had depended on me to keep them out of trouble.   At least they had their original passports!

Finally, the guard said she would allow them to pass, but not me.  I kept telling her the bus driver had assured me there would be no problem when I had left Copán Ruínas that morning.  She wanted to know the driver’s name.  Geez, I didn’t know his name!!  She just could not believe that I left Honduras with only a photocopy of my passport and that I had not stopped to clear Guatemalan immigration upon entering. 

I knew I was a long way from a U.S. Embassy at this small checkpoint.  Also, complicating things was that my family back home had no idea I was even in Guatemala. 

I remember standing in the immigration office looking at the trees on the hill through the window and wondering if I would end up sleeping on the leaves until I could figure a way out of this jam.  I also thought about making a dash for the border, but without knowing the consequences, I decided that was a foolish idea. 

During all this time the guard kept asking me the same questions:  what driver had told me it was ok to cross into Guatemala without an original passport?  The answer from me was always the same:  How do I know what his name was?  We were just going around in circles.

Finally, I decided to swallow my pride…….and beg for forgiveness!!    I explained I was just a student that didn’t know any better.  I showed her my business card and told her I was a legitimate businessman.  I may have even showed her my AAA card……..I’m not really too sure.  I promised her I would never do this again.  She finally just looked at me and said something like “get out of here”. 

We walked quickly across the border which was about 50 yards away, no one saying anything to anyone else, never looking back.  We all ducked under the road barrier at the same time.

Have to say, when I stepped across the border, I breathed one big sigh of relief.  There was a mini bus waiting and the driver shouted for us to get on, he was leaving.  I was not going to miss that bus and risk staying around.

We jumped on the mini bus and headed back to Copan.

Next-I will start giving you a perspective on the town of Copan Ruinas, Honduras.

Steve Barrymore ssb11@prodigy.net

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 Do you remember in Post #13 where I said I should have known better than to cross the border with only a copy of my passport?  Yep, it was time to pay the price for that.

When we arrived back at the Honduran border after a day in Jocotán, there was a man waiting outside the bus to make sure we checked in with the immigration office.  This was a big change because when we had crossed into Guatemala that morning there was no one at the border making sure we stopped and checked in.

The man at the border made sure that we checked in with the Guatemala immigration office where the guard was stunned that we had originally entered the country without registering.  After a long discussion, he told us we would have to pay a fine of $10 per person.  Grudgingly we paid the fine.  We were not negotiating from a position of strength.

We thought we had satisfied everything and were ready to leave when we were told we would also have to check with Honduran authorities.  That is where it really got difficult.  The guard was not going to allow us to re-enter Honduras because  I only had a photocopy of my passport which was not sufficient to allow me entry. 

 When I tried to tell the guard that all my stuff was in Copán Ruinas, Honduras and I was enrolled in a school there, she wanted to know what proof I had that I had EVER been in Honduras!  Naturally without my original passport with the Honduran arrival stamps in it, I had no proof that I had ever entered the country legally.  I was in a real mess!

To be continued

Steve Barrymore ssb11@prodigy.net

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 After we spent some time walking through the markets, we strolled through the rest of the small town.  When in Jocotán, Guatemala, you really feel like you are away from the rest of the world. 

We found the people to be very friendly there and we enjoyed exploring a different world for a few hours.

To give you a feel for what you can expect when you go to Jocotán, here are some more photos:

Store front on the streets of Jocotán, Guatemala

Chicken and Papas on the streets of Jocotán, Guatemala

street scenes from Jocotán, Guatemala

the Streets of Jocotán, Guatemala

a colorful storefront in Jocotán, Guatemala

the central park in Jocotán, Guatemala

a neat set of wheels in Jocotán, Guatemala

Murals in central Jocotan, Guatemala explain the rights of the students

the 2nd mural in the central part of Jocotán, Guatemala explaining the rights to the students

the third of 3 murals in the main part of Jocotán, Guatemala

At the end of the day, it was time to return to the border so that we could cross back into Honduras.

Steve Barrymore ssb11@prodigy.net

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 Going through the meat market is always interesting.  Lots of good photo opps exist.  It is always interesting to me to see how the rest of the world prepares their food.  In my experience in the markets of Latin America, the people are always very proud to show me how they prepare and display their goods for sale.  Take a look at these photos:

Chicken parts in the meet market of Jocotan, Guatemalahanging meat in the meat market of Jocotan Guatemala

a little sausage mixed some beef-doesn't look too appetizing

making a selection of fresh meat

a few fresh hoofs for the next meal-purchased fresh in the meat market of Jocotan, Guatemala

 After we tired of the market, we spent a little while just walking around the town.  Not much else to see, but in the next post I will post a few photos to give you an idea of how the town looks.

Next-a quick stroll through Jocotán, Guatemala

Steve Barrymore ssb11@prodigy.net

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The attraction of Jocotan is their street market .  The bus dropped us within a block of the market.

The bus station in Jocotan, Guatemala-

 We did not see any other tourists in the market.  We spent 3-4 hours looking at everything.  It was very interesting.  Lots of different stuff.  

the market street of Jocotan, Guatemala

inside the market of Jocotan, Guatemala

 Kathy bought a few hand made items.  We had some snacks, and walked around a lot.  It was very hot there.  

Fabrics in the market of Jocotan, Guatemala

Found the people in the market to be very friendly.  Here is a lady with a couple of pigs that she wanted to show us. 

A lady with her 2 pigs in the Jocotan, Guatemala market

Lady with turkey in the market of Jocotan, Guatemala

 We even visited the meat market which was interesting.  You need a strong stomach to visit the meat market in Jocotan,Guatemala.  I will save that for the next post.

Next-the meat market of Jocotan, Guatemala

Steve Barrymore ssb11@prodigy.net

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