When you see the Quito airport from the air remains, a a bit of the heart are. All around, high mountains and, for our senses to a short runway in the middle of residential area. The pilot drops the plane and then puts on the brakes. Since no stomach remains in place. But we came down safely and the checks were rapidly forward. As we again had a time change, we were already at 9.00 clock at the home of Rei and were able to welcome him and Burro finite. More time was not, as our importation for the camper and we had ran out as fast as possible to leave the country. So we have our barely 160 kg! Luggage stowed and then we made the trip to Colombia. On exit from Ecuador, the customs officials turned and turned in our papers, let us leave but after some back and forth. When we had almost our immigration formalities in Colombia behind us, the police came and stopped us. The Ecuadorians had asked for assistance. After half an hour of uncertainty, it was said that we could . Go Why we studied the Ecuadorians said they did not. It was all done.
Since we wanted to stay only one day in Colombia, we were only up Las Lajas . There, we wanted to stand by the old woman in the yard. Before we had ever discovered, which house it was, she stood on the street and beckoned us. Although we had the Santuario have visited, but we were worth a return visit. Past countless votive tablets which heralded miracles, we got down into the ravine.
The church was full of believers,
hoped to gain in any way help of Mary.
In the next week here the great saint festival and pilgrims from all over South America take an already slow. We annoy us once again that we have set ourselves for the top as tight deadlines and can not wait for the festivities.
A quiet night, we had not, because we set our mind to new entry. As it turned out not to be wrong. The first problem arose when people enter. In the computer age, the tax collector namely all data access. What was not interested in Quito, was on here. We had met our annual maximum stay of 90 days and almost only 16 days remaining. Half an hour had blocked the persons control. It did not help that we got in Quito 90 days, here are the code was beaten around the ears. A queue of at least 50 people formed behind us. Good thing the people here waiting patience of a saint. Finally, and with the help of a young Colombian with good knowledge of German, with which we had come by chance before the Colombian border into the conversation, we agreed to 30 day stay. Enough to realize our travel plans to emigrate to Peru.
But it should still get a lot worse. We received no Importation for Burro. Our papers were indeed in order, but has anyone mentioned in Quito an incorrect date in the computer. So we had passed the period of stay would have to pay a fine of $ 2,000. The tax collector will see a true that we are not to blame, but the date can not correct them. The computer releases a new form, because yes, the penalty is not paid. Us, the sweat on his forehead. With the help of the young woman we share with the tax collectors that we now need to Tulcán. There we can on Monday (ie in two days) to carry forward for the main customs office in our concern. Maybe they have a solution for us. When we asked if we had to drive Tulcán can the tax collector shrugs his shoulders and smiles. We thank Father and daughter for the help. Wanted to enter both but only for a weekend to Ecuador and because we have lost so much time.
It's a queasy feeling in a foreign country with a car to be on the road that it must not be moved there officially. Now just no police control. On the first Parqueadero in Tulcán we stay the 2 days are. We do have very annoying "family connection" (there is a plethora children and have a thousand questions, want to constantly into camper, the adults let us have no rest, we are still exotic and talk about for days). Well yes and we have no children, we poor, poor Alemanes. But somewhere we do have to stay until Monday and give the people here all the trouble to us to be nice. Then in the main customs post notice they already know about our case, the border station called and informed them. So we have to declare a mile long at least not what we want. Two hours it takes. Phone calls to Guayaquil and Quito are out, no one can correct the date in the computer. Last but not least, we get a letter, to be taken from this is that the punishment is unjustified and that our vehicle 90 days in Ecuador remain dar. Cancelled and bearing the signature of the Head of Administration and his deputy. Then let us have to go back to the border and there confirm nor the import of this letter with a stamp and signature. It is already noon when we would finally officially go on Ecuador's roads. Hopefully up to our departure have cleaned up their system, otherwise we see black for a possible return to Ecuador. Now it is
go, go, go, with only a brief stopover in Otavalo . On the way to Quito's our only support a photo stop, because once we finally get the 5,790 m high Cayambe almost no clouds to face.
time for our last Thursday made dinner date with Rei and his children, we are in a restaurant in Quito and can finally breathe a little. We say goodbye to March and spend the night in the parking lot in the city. But before we start our journey at last properly, we have on Thursday and Friday at a meeting with employees of Plan International and our godson Sandra Mercedes in Riobamba and Columbe. The report follows in the next few days and this time hopefully with more pictures and beautiful experiences.
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