Nicaraguan police officer looking for vehicles that tread on the white continuous line to put a fine or to extract a concubine. - It seems to me that I am going to have to do a fine to him.
(You will forgive me, but it is my obligation, God has seen me seeing him and the trees and my eyes and the flies that buzz about my head also have seen me seeing him treading on the white line in the curve. And that is illegal, he knows, the life is hard).
For our first fifteen days in Nicaragua, the police stopped us 10 times to check our personal documents, permissions, insurances, triangles and fire extinguisher. And that that we do not use the van every day.
I clarify: this is a history on police officer villains. We already know that not all the police officers are good, but there are countries where only you are the villains. It is necessary to lump it … …
We had stayed to spend the end of year with Réjean, Nathalie and his daughters, Charlotte and nine and six-year-old Eve. Friends of Québec, still Canada, who were taking a few months of trip for Mexico. We had been for the first time in Costa Rica, in the beach of Sámara, where we share 3 weeks of camping opposite to the sea. Spectacular.
We were returning of camping in the beach of The Peñitas and had expired with all the rites that they presage a good 2010. We did a good roast and burned a doll human size. It was not a hidden incendiary vein, only we were adapting ourselves to the local customs: at 12 p.m. of December 31, many families of Nicaragua extract dolls of straw and branches dressed in old clothes to the street, and it burns them. The year it happened already, died. Goodbye.
There happened in the route, close to León Viejo, the colonial capital that succumbed after an eruption of the Momotombo. (Now only there stay the gray stones of the foundations of the buildings and the empty hollows of the open graves. Will Adónde have gone to stop the bones?). We were living in the happiness of the route when in a desolate routes crossing we meet a police officer patrol. Of boring police officers looking at the roles of a cabdriver. Of course, they see a vehicle with a big cartel that says The Cockroach, and yes, stop you.
Half of the times, the meetings is small poker games. If you have everything in rule they do not have why to entertain you very much, unless the tickling wants to look for you. We happen rapidly, but it seemed that they wanted to annoy the Canadian friends.
- It seems to me that I am going to have to do a fine to him.
- And why? – Réjean asks.
- His vehicle does not take registration ahead.
- In Canada no vehicle takes registration ahead.
- But in Nicaragua all the vehicles take registrations ahead and behind. I am going to have to do to him a fine – the police officer says, average smile, teaching the silver cases of the top teeth.
- Forgive – I say to the police officer getting into the conversation. The fact is that I cannot avoid it, I am like that. – if he is in Nicaragua with this vehicle and registers only one it is because the police that is on the border authorized him to enter with the vehicle these conditions. If he did not know, on the border the police check all the vehicles.
- You stay separate, I am speaking with the gentleman.
- Excuse, but if this is a free country, I can be where I want. They are my friends and I am going to be here, next to you.
The police officer looks at me confused. A cabdriver who waits with his vehicle aside of the route smiles shameless person. This is not the habitual spectacle. The police officer looks at the front of the vehicle again. Yes, it takes a badge with the drawing of a happy snail and says Camping Safari. It walks slowly towards the rear part. His partners observe of background. The girls must think that his dad is very dangerous because the police control all the time.
- Look, I am going to call my chief, in the police station, to ask him if his friend can circulate with only one registration. You wait there.
Anna spits. Nathalie explains the situation to his girls. Réjean is a calm type, it is not dangerous. Several kilometers forward we stop and it tells me that it saw the police officer for the rear-view mirrow doing gestures to his partner. What do we do? And that later put the phone in the ear and spoke only. And they allowed us to go. They had tried it, and it had not worked.
We have many similar histories, comocuando in Peru a seated police officer detained us or they asked us for the special permission to take dark glasses in the rear windows. Or when in Argentina a police officer invented a few semaphores in red that the mayor had not put yet. The route is like that.
This is the only one of the histories that we have with police officers in Nicaragua. There will be more.
The important thing is not to get frightened with the bad police officers. To stay calm, not to gain access to any reduction of a fictitious fine although you lose any time. They usually want the concubine rapidly. If they stop you for breaking a rule that you did not know, it appeals to the most logical thing, repeats with me: I feel it, I am foreign, he did not know it and I will not do it again. And if equal he wants to fine you, he is a he-goat. The good police officers, previous act of contrition, are usually comprehensive.
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