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Day 34: If There is a Will, There is a Way!
March 13, 2006
Although staying busy being lazy is a nice occupation once in a while, we
were more than happy to get back on the road on Monday morning. Captain Berto
should have arrived, and we will finally get to Roatan!
We met Michelle & Gianluca back at the port of La Ceiba, and then we saw the boat… ARE OUR CARS GOING ON THIS BOAT??? First of all, it looked physically impossible - the boat was just way too small! Well, our Nissan maybe somehow… but Michelle's van!!?? Either we are absolute skeptics, or the captain of the boat is the biggest optimist we have ever met :) The captain, a pleasant and relaxed fellow, calmly responded: "Don't worry, we'll put them both on..." - "But by what means?! You don't even have a ramp for driving a car onto the boat!" - "I don't know, but we'll figure that out…" (In other words, "get lost kids, I've been sailing all night long and at the moment couldn't care less about your little cars")
Guess the ultimate decisive factor was the news that this boat has just transferred
4 rental cars for ALAMO to Roatan. Well, whatever is meant to happen, let
it happen! We'll give it a try :) When everything seems to be set, a new problem
emerges: Captain Berto is a cargo boat and cannot take any passengers onboard.
All the boats are inspected before departure and would face a big fine if
there were any people onboard other than the crew. The only way out is for
us to leave the cars at the port and transfer ourselves to Roatan on Galaxy
II. Leaving both vans unattended until midnight (Captain Berto's departure
time), and giving the car keys to the people we have never met before is the
least we want to do… Michelle is even more insistent - she refuses to
leave the van under any circumstances. However, the last Galaxy II is departing
in an hour; an we have to come to some decision NOW. A feverish discussion
results in an impromptu plan: Dovi and Zee will take the passenger boat to
Roatan and wait for Captain Berto in Coxen Hole (the port town of Roatan)
tomorrow, to make sure the cars are carefully unloaded, while Michelle and
Gianluca will stay at the port of La Ceiba and watch the cars being put on
the boat. Those guys would come to Roatan on the first Galaxy II tomorrow.
This way, the cars would not be left unattended at any moment, except when
in transit.
No time for second thoughts. We give the car keys to the captain and wave good-bye to our friends. The situation couldn't be more pathetic: no receipts, no invoices, no insurance… all we know is the captains name and his phone number, and all we have is his promise that the cars will be in Roatan tomorrow at around 6AM :). Well, if you want people to trust you, you have to start from trust the others… This way, half an hour later, we are on Galaxy II, on the 2-hour ride to Roatan.
Some rides on Galaxy II may be more boring than the others, while we got lucky to catch a truly exciting one! :) The voyage started from a jolly bouncing over the waves and enjoying the water splashing as high as the top of the boat. All the passengers seemed excited and very happy. Half an hour later, the atmosphere on the boat slightly changed. The ice-cream boy seemed to be having a really hard time finding more customers, while the crew member with a huge stack of sickness bags was running back and forth non-stop :) Again, probably not all the rides on Galaxy II are that bad, but if you think you are prone to seasickness, have that little pill ready :)
The unforgettable ride on Galaxy II was very reassuring indeed: we could already picture our Nissan bouncing through the waves - up and down, up and down, and down, and down, and down..… :) Needless to say, we were wide awake and present at the port of Coxen Hole way before 6AM. It's been a long time since we've waited for something so much as we were waiting for Captain Berto that morning :))
Stay tuned to find out if our Nissan and Michelle's Ford made it to Roatan. In the meantime, the first one who guesses the correct ending of the story, will get a postcard from Costa Rica (or wherever we are at that time)!! Please post your versions on the message board! :)
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No smoking on this boat please... at least while our car is onboard
Junga Bertito |
Long road to Roatan
Ilga kelione i Roatana |
6AM. Coxen Hole.
6-ta ryto Coxen Hole |
Nuvesk pelyte virs paveiksliuko, spustelk jos kaire ausele, ir paveiksliukas padides
34-oji diena: Viltis skesta paskutine
2006 m. kovo 13
Pagaliau! Pirmadieni La Ceibos uoste pasirodome gera valanda anksciau su Michelles kompanija sutarto laiko. Belaukdami snekuciuojames su uosto darbuotojais ir zvejais - gal netycia kas nors pasiulys dar geresne kaina… Vienas is zveju labai "paguode", pripasakojes visokiu baisybiu apie maliarija, nuo kurios ka tik pats baige gydytis. Visi likusieji patvirtino, kad salose uodu situacija - visiskai nekontroliuojama: ju daug, ir jie nuolatos alkani, valgo visus svecius ir vietinius be jokios atrankos, o svieziu turistu kraujas - ju megstamiausias skanestas… Gal tos antimaliarines tabletes ir nebuvo toks prastas sprendimas :) Beje, Hondure maliarijos situacija, atrodo, ypac prasta - artedami prie siaurines pakrantes, pakelese pastebejome ne viena didziuli plakata su gigantisko uodo atvaizdu ir uzrasu "Mes tave nugalesime, maliarinis uode!"
Pagaliau pasirode Michelle, Gianluca ir Loki, ir visi penki puoleme ieskoti
Kapitono Berto. Mes, beje, paties laivo dar nebuvome nei mate - ta ryta, kada
Michelles kompanija derejosi del kainu La Ceiboje, mes atlikome nuodugniausia
Trujillo uosto ir jo laivu analize :)
Jau visai priartejom prie uosto, bet vis dar nesimato jokiu dideliu krovininiu
laivu, pritaikytu masinoms perkelti. Stovi vienas nedidukas laiviukstis, ant
jo parasyta "Capt. Berto", bet sitas tai tikrai ne musu. Cia turbut
koks jaunelis Junga Bertito, o musu didysis Kapitonas Berto dar tik atplauks??
Michelle su Gianluca sypsosi ir sako, kad sitas Bertito ir yra laivas, kuris
sutiko I Roatana perkelti musu masinas… :))
Na gerai, reikia prisipazinti, jog apie krovininius laivus nei vienas nenusimanome tiek, kad galetumem kritikuoti Kapitono Berto sugebejimus. Taciau dvi "smulkmeneles" vis tik neduoda ramybes. Pirma, bet kas, turintis dvi tiesiai matancias ir objektu dydziu neiskreipiancias akis, apziurejes si laiva is karto pasakys, kad dvieju masinu, is kuriu viena Michelles Fordo dydzio, vienu metu ant denio sutalpinti fiziskai neimanoma, nebent krautum jas viena ant kitos. Antra, tarkim musu visu penkiu (na gerai, 4 - Loki siuo klausimu liko be nuomones) realybes suvokimas yra visiskai sutrikes, ir dvi masinos ant denio puikiai sutilps… kokiu tuomet budu jos bus I laiva ikeltos? Nepastebejom nieko net is tolo panasaus I rampa, kokiomis masinos uzvaziuoja I laiva… :) Laikas ieskoti kapitono - tegu paaiskina, kokia burtu lazdele jis mosuos, kad Nissanas su Fordu atsidurtu laive.
Laivo kapitonas, visa nakti plaukes is Roatano I La Ceiba, mieliau snuduriuotu
netrukdomas sauluteje, negu atsakinetu I musu "kvailus" klausimus.
"Ko jus taip jaudinates? Ne pirmas kartas gi… Praejusia savaite
sutalpinom ir perkelem 4 masinas ALAMO masinu nuomos firmai. Viskas bus gerai,
plaukiojom - zinom". Po tokio issamaus atsakymo mums mintyse sukyla vaizdai
is filmo "Greitis" - vienas is jureiviu seda uz Nissano vairo, gerai
isibegeja… Nissanas efektingai skrenda per poros metru vandens tarpa
ir tvarkingai sustoja denio viduryje :) Sunkiau sekasi isivaizduoti, kaip
tokiu budu atskris ir salia (ar ant virsaus) atsistos sunkiasvoris Michelles
Fordas…
I valias prisikikene is savo genialiu viziju, isidrasiname dar karta zadinti kapitona - "Mes, zinoma, labai atsiprasome uz tokius kvailus klausimus apie akivaizdzius dalykus, bet gal vis del to galetumete siek tiek detaliau paaiskinti, kaip planuojate perkelti masinas nuo kranto ant laivo denio?" Kapitonas tingiai sypsosi pro usa - "Lygiai taip pat, kaip perkeleme visas masinas ligi siol"… Nuramino :)
Taigi, po pokalbio su kapitonu pasitikejimas Kapitono Berto sugebejimais nei kiek nepadidejo, taciau moketi $405 uz masinos perkelima irgi nesinori. Apsisprendima nulemia tai, kad sito laivelio Bertito paslaugomis naudojasi ir gerai zinomos masinu nuomos kompanijos. Gal tikrai mes nieko nenusimanome apie laivus… Dar siek tiek pasiklausinejame uoste - visi darbuotojai patvirtino, kad Captain Berto yra vienas is patikimiausiu laivu La Ceiboje. Et, kas bus - tas bus! Kas nerizikuoja, tas plaukia I Roatana be masinos.
Uz keliu minuciu suzinojome, kad be masinos plauksime ir mes :) Turbut Michelle
su kompanija ana diena ne taip suprato (anot ju, mes visi turejome persikelti
I sala tame paciame laive, kartu su masinomis), bet Kapitonas Berto keleiviu
imti negali - tokios uosto taisykles. Visi krovininiai laivai pries isplaukdami
is uosto yra kruopsciai patikrinami, ir vieninteliai zmones, galintys likti
ant denio, yra igulos nariai. Kitaip kapitonui kliutu didele bauda. Jokie
prasymai ir pazadai gerai pasislepti nepadeda - kapitono "ne" grieztas
ir nenugincijamas. Net gi jei musu nerastu inspektorius, gali pamatyti kitu
laivu darbuotojai, kurie tikrai paskustu, visiems laikams suzlugdydami Kapitono
Berto reputacija.
Ka darysi, reputacija - dalykas, be abejones, neikainojamas - ta suprantam.
Bet staiga turim nauja problema - paskutinis Galaxy II keleiviu keltas isplaukia
uz valandos, ir privalome I ji suspeti, jei nenorime likti nakvoti Ceibos
uoste. Tai reiskia, kad masinos raktelius reiks palikti kapitonui, kuris,
nors atrodo labai malonus ir draugiskas, vis tik yra zmogus, kuri matome pirma
karta gyvenime. Negana to, prarastumem galimybe pamatyti, kaip kapitonas mosuos
burtu lazdele ir musu masinos nuskris ant laivo denio. Pasitiketi ar nepasitiketi???
Susaukiama skubi 5 gudriuju galvu asambleja paskubomis apsvarsto ypatingaja padeti ir atranda iseiti: Michelle, Gianluca ir Loki pasilieka Ceibos uoste priziureti, kad abi masinos butu saugiai pakrautos, ir I Roatana atplauks rytoj per pietus; o Zi ir Dovi bega I Galaxy II kelta ir isplaukia I Coxen Hole (Roatano salos uostas), kur rytoj ryte, 6 val. ryto, lauks atplaukiancio Captain Berto ir pasiims abidvi masinas. Tokiu budu, masinos nei minutei neliks be prieziuros (isskyrus laive, bet cia jau nieko negalime pakeisti).
Dvejoti nebera laiko, todel atiduodame masinos raktelius kapitonui, palinkime sekmes savo likimo draugams, ir uz pusvalandzio jau nuo Galaxy II denio stebime Nissana, virstanti mazyciu zaliu taskiuku ir galiausiai isnykstanti uz horizonto… Situacija tokia keista, kad nebegalime patys is saves nesijuokti - ar dar kada nors is viso pamatysime savo masina? Ka darysim, jeigu Kapitonas Berto rytoj paprasciausiai nepasirodys? Kam skusimes ir, svarbiausia, ka sakysim, jeigu neturim jokio dokumento, isskyrus kazkoki ivaziavimo I uosto teritorija popieriuksti ir kapitono garbes zodi? :)) Salin, pragaistingosios mintys!
Kazkuria is praejusiu dienu zadejome parasyti daugiau apie kelione Galaxy II. Taigi, kelione is La Ceibos I Roatano uosta Coxen Hole trunka apie 2 valandas. Ta diena, kada kelemes mes, modernus dviaukstis keltas prisipilde pilnutelis. Kompanija pasitaike labai linksma: viena grupe trauke daina, kiti pokstavo, garsiai kvatojosi, pirko ir pardavinejo ledus, vaisius, saldainius ir limonada - surmulys nei kiek nenusileido centriniam miesto turgui. O laivelis kuo toliau, tuo smagiau sokinejo per vis didejancias bangas… Kelionei dar net neipusejus, ledu ir kitu gardesiu verslas visiskai sustojo, dainuojanti kompanija nutilo, o ir likusiems keleiviams lyg staiga kas zada butu atemes. Vienas solidzios isvaizdos pagyvenes vyras pradejo garsiai melstis, o vandens pardavejas ir pora jureiviu su susniais polietileniniu maiseliu vos spejo suktis po salona. Likusi keliones valanda, be jokios abejones, daugumai keleiviu isimine ilgam :) Liko neaisku, ar ta diena jura buvo labai audringa, ar tokia buna kiekviena Galaxy II kelione, bet, pasiekus zeme, norejosi ja apsikabinti ir jau niekada niekada niekada nebepaleisti… Stengemes net negalvoti apie tai, kad kazkada laukia kelione atgal I La Ceiba tuo paciu Galaxy II keltu.
Nakvyne susiradom ant paties juros kranto, kad geriau girdetumem kaip uz lango iki paryciu selsta audra, ir butu lengviau isivaizduoti, kaip smagiai siuo metu per bangas sokineja Kapitonas Berto su musu masinomis :) Nors po tokios dieneles energijos nebeturejom nei laso, apie miega nebuvo net minciu - vos uzmerke akis regedavome skestanti laiva gelbejanti kapitona, duodanti igulai komanda atristi virves ir stumti musu masinas uz borto… Tikriausiai nereikia nei mineti, kad is ryto uoste buvome dar gerokai pries sesias (Captain Berto turetu atplaukti apie 6 val. ryto). Jau nebeatsimenam, kada paskutini karta ko nors laukem taip, kaip Kapitono Berto ta ryta…
Jei norite suzinoti istorijos pabaiga, teks palaukti ateinacios dienos reportazo
:) O kol laukiate, pameginkite atspeti, kiek is dvieju masinu - musu Nissano
ir Michelles Fordo -laimingai atplauke I Roatana. Pirmajam teisingai atspejusiam
- prizas: atvirute su linkejimais is Costa Ricos! :)
