We ride the 95-100 miles up to Posadas on the River Parana and park up at a large building just before the bridge that crosses to Paraguay and go inside. But this isn’t the Immigration and Customs office for us. This one is only for bus passengers, so we ride ahead and get into the long line of cars waiting to go through the “drive thru” Immigration and Customs offices located on the road just before you ride up onto the bridge.
Thankfully the line moves pretty quickly. And before we know it, we are processed out of Argentina and are riding over the 2.5km bridge over the Parana.
On the other side we ride under and through the Paraguay border and park just beyond it to walk back and get processed in with Immigration and Customs.
The woman at Immigration wasn’t overly friendly or welcoming, not that it was her job to be. And who knows, maybe I look like idea of trouble.
Finally she stamps me in and another officer directs me to the Aduana/Customs office to start the paperwork for my bike. That whole deal, takes ages. I feel bad saying so, but I’m not sure the man working was good at the whole “reading, writing and ‘rythmatic” thing….but eventually we got through.
Just a couple of miles up the road we settle into a hostel in the town of Encarnacion and stop in at an ATM to get some local money so we can pay for the room. And with the funky monetary unit I am an instant millionaire….which equals about $200 US dollars.