Is what Justin said to me as we were driving to the border crossing. Then we made a deal to be nice to each other, not get angry and to enter Belize still married.
As we drove to the Mexican customs we were excited yet a little worried, we weren't sure if we were going to have a problem bringing Anna in. Belize has a lot of rules about bringing pets into their country. The paperwork needs to be completed weeks in advance and there are a whole lot of other rules to follow. We didn't do any paperwork, we decided to wing it and see what happens.
Things didn't go quite smoothly on the exit out of Mexico. Justin was told we had to pay an exit tax of 260 pesos per person. He didn't think that was right but the guy sounded very convincing. Justin knew something was up when he wouldn't give a receipt for the exit tax. The customs guy said our receipt was the stamp in our passport. Justin then went to get the truck stamped out of the country and asked another official what the exit tax was. This guy gave a slow shake of the head no and looked at him confused. So, Justin headed back to the slimeball guy screaming at him from ten feet away so that everybody could hear and low and behold a wad of cash comes out the window. Then we were done with Mexico.
Entering Belize was no problem but we still had the truck inspection to go through. Our plan was to keep Anna hidden in her travel bag by my feet and if she was seen we would pay a fine and hope that they wouldn't want to quarantine her. The inspection was going fine until he wanted to see the VIN number that is located on the passenger side dash area, about ten inches above a squirming black bag containing Anna. I don't know how he didn't see her. I literally had to keep her head from popping out of her carrier, while he was checking the VIN number. I guess we were just lucky, the cat never got out of the bag.
We know we haven't even been here twenty four hours yet but first impressions are that Belize is going to be great. And hey, there was no need to apologize.
