The entrance hall where the passports were checked was renovated and had many ads for products from Western countries. Once we passed it and picked up our luggage we were looking for a ride into the city.
We drank our heroically acquired beverage and left the farm heading back to the port. Back at the port we returned to our cab and drove to the hotel. We were simply too tired and needed to rest a little.
The border control was in the middle of the Andes mountains, at an elevation of around 2000 meters above sea level. The forest around us was covered with snow and the scenery was breathtaking. |
