Wes - Free Wes!

Free Wes!

​Pay attention. You have NO IDEA how important this is. You’re probably not aware of this, but stapled to your passport while visiting Honduras there is a small yellow piece of paper. YOU CANNOT LOSE IT! But I did. And the Honduran government did not like that at all. Or speak English for that matter. For losing that tiny, seemingly unimportant piece of paper, there was a fine, a large fine. Which I couldn’t pay. And was quickly informed that if I didn’t pay it I wouldn’t be allowed through customs or onto the plane to fly home. Which was a problem. I mean, I loved Roatan. It was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever been and I had a great time, but I was ready to go home. To see my family and to be back in the states. The problem was, it was the end of our trip and I didn’t have enough money to pay the almost $200 fine. Further complicating things was the fact that the majority of my group had already passed through customs and weren’t allowed to come back across to where I was. So I here I stood, separated from most of my group, without money to pay my fine, and an hour before my flight. Talk about nervous. What options did I have? These people didn’t even speak English. Probably couldn’t sell my body. Didn’t have any drugs or stolen electronics to move. I was screwed. In stepped my saving grace and guardian angel in the form of a curly-haired Jersey girl, Jackie Daniels. Jackie was beyond kind, opening up her wallet and giving me nearly every dime she had. Dr. Tubbs and Davis Ryan were nice enough to contribute as well, but Jackie gave me a LOT of money. What a friend! Because of the provision of others I got to pay my fine and made it through customs 10 minutes before boarding our flight. Close call. I don’t know what I would’ve done if Jackie hadn’t been there to save me. Probably cut tomatoes for the kitchen crew at the Eco Resort. Feeling like I was so close to being stranded in Honduras was a pretty scary feeling. I had already been ready to go home, but when our flight took off, I let out a huge sigh of relief. I have to give props and a huge shout out to Jack for what she did for me and remember people, if you EVER visit Honduras, DO NOT LOSE YOUR YELLOW PAPER! Your entire life may depend on it.