We bombed through the shortest distance possible through the country 160km. We were stopped 6 times and asked for brides. The ADVers kindly refer to this stretch of road as the guanlet, and rightfully so. We paid a few "road taxes", as we began to refer to them, and bluffed a few off as we fought our way through the guanlet. Arriving at the exit 2 hours later, we thought this would be easy. As it turns out, we didnt get a reciept for what we paid upon entrance to the country, so we had to pay 15 each so they could turn their heads. Exhausted with all this stress, we paid up to put this country in the past.
With the Honduras stuff in order it was time for the El Salvador side of things. It was back to normal for El Salvador, no ¨fees¨ or hassles. This didn´t mean that the waits were over. 2 hours waiting for the customs to be done and well into darkness. We broke the rule of driving in the dark, as we proceded 1 km down the road to the Hotel del Aduana. Met some charming people at the restobar that night including a member of the Mara Salvatrucha and called it early to enjoy the air con and movie channel.
