Speaking of LAX customs, we had a weird episode at the immigration window. Adam's passport photo has his face hiding behind his full beard. To those who haven't seen him in a while, he's now trimmed for speed!!! Clean shaven for the first time in many a year! (Dive mask fits much better, and it's a lot cooler as well) Well, immigration officers don't take kindly to this sort of blatant attempt to change one's identity. He wanted Cindi to advise him of any "distinguishing marks or characteristics" which would identify the reprobate, as well as prove that we are married (he also wasn't happy about married couples having different last names!!!). Thinking officer was kidding around (he wasn't), and that he was probably in a joking mood (he wasn't), Adam couldn't help but let out some snide comment, purely in jest (have you noticed, immigration officers don't joke around...Adam made note to self..."immigration officers don't joke around!!!). After a flurry of quick apologies all around, and trying hard to repress our giggles, we were allowed to proceed to the rest of the re-entry process. No harm done!
|Driving in Seattle sleet|
Getting it all down here was no picnic. Even with our T.I.P. (Temporary Import Permit for yachts in transit) the customs officers were out to get SOMETHING!!! They gave us a "good deal" of about $70 US (could have been as much as $300. Said we could go the following day to the customs office downtown (about $80 round trip from the marina) to avoid paying anything while saying, knowingly, "most people just pay the duty"!!! Felt like a shakedown, but "whatchagonnado"???
So we're back aboard at last. Busy with a myriad of repairs and projects. Friends David and Diana are coming down today for a couple of days in Mazatlan before we head out by bus and train to the Copper Canyon for some exploration and hiking. Then it will be time to cross the Sea of Cortez along with the hordes heading north for the spring (25 boats left here yesterday!!!)
Had a great time at the Sunday market in the Juarez neighborhood of Mazatlan. 12 blocks of street stalls selling everything imaginable (and some not so...) Here are a few pix...
|This guy was selling some interesting things...lots of grim reaper statues, burning incense, pyramids, horseshoes.....I wanted to take a few more photos, but he didn't seem into it, and after all, sailors are a suspicious lot.....just sayin'|
|Pirated movie dvd's are everywhere. Quality varies, sometimes you see a person's silhouette walk across the bottom of the screen!!!|
|12 blocks of stalls...something for everyone!|