My First Ticket in Nicaragua
Posted on 14. Mar, 2012 by Mike Cobb in Living in Nicaragua
Wow, I guess it had to happen. After 3,467 days (9.5 years) living in Nicaragua and driving almost every day, sometimes a lot, I finally got a ticket.
Not So Lucky
Thus far I had been able to talk my way out of the many other stops over the years. This time, I had picked up some of the Tsunami Skydivers who had jumped into the fairway of a Nicaragua golf course at Gran Pacifica and was taking them to visit a volcano, Granada and a boat ride on Lake Nicaragua. I passed a bus on a yellow line and there he was. The officer was very polite as was I; but nevertheless, he took my license and gave me a ticket.
Nicaragua Law
The rule here is that the police keep your license and then you have to pay the ticket at a bank. After that, you go pick your license up at the police station. The real bummer is that I was leaving in two days to go the U.S. and I needed my license to rent a car. But the human touch still works here. Pedro called and asked them to hold it in Masaya and he and I went there to pick it up. The system worked like it should have.
John Dugue
14. Mar, 2012
I hear West Virginia license plates pass for diplomatic plates in Nicaragua.
Larry Oliveras
18. Mar, 2012
How much did you slap their palms with? Ever try using a photo copy of your license?
I was in the same predicament, going TO the airport to fly out, they kept it and I missed my plane. They also told me where to go pick it up in Managua, and it wasn’t there. Took 2 days and still it didn’t show up.