May 14, 2024
05/14/24 Managua, Nicaragua
Yesterday I visited the Ticabus terminal to find out about tickets north. I was told, rather rudely, that I’d have to disassemble my bike and wrap it in plastic in order to get it on the bus. That’s an even bigger hassle than it seems because of having to also haul everything through Nicaraguan immigration and customs. In spite of my protests and explanation that I was certain it would fit based on my experience in Mexico I was told “this isn’t Mexico” and too bad. It seemed to me like the clerk was actually enjoying my dilemma. I left without buying a ticket to have a think.
I decided to take the 3am bus, expecting that the tyrant would not be on duty that early and hope for both less passengers and a nicer clerk. To be on the safe side I went off to find some plastic wrap in case they were all jerks at San Jose Ticabus. But they weren’t and it all worked out fine.
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