A bit of a stressful night, culminating in a confrontation with five Nicaraguan police officers demanding $50 for a fictitious foreign driver's penalty. Resisted with help from my iPhone, which confirmed their claim was bogus and advised requesting their badge numbers and names. It worked: when I pulled out a pen to write down their information, they handed back our documents and let us go. We shook hands and parted about as amicably as possible. Lots of fake smiles.
Now at a small hotel directly across the street from the airport, itching.
Monday, October 20, 2008
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Not exactly what Steve Jobs had in mind--but good nevertheless.
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