information. Should be a quick process and then we're gone. Unfortunately it was similar to watching a 1st grader learn to write. A half hour in he had written Pete and Becca's passport information (only names and passport numbers) with still Nate and my info left as well as the boat information. That's when everyone else in the office ran into a back room and stormed out of the building carrying semiautomatic rifles. I got the impression that there's not much excitement working for the navy in Luperon, so our officer ran along to watch the drama unfold. He returned a bit later finished our paperwork, only to let us know that the comandante, who had to clear us out wouldn't be in till tomorrow morning at 6. No big deal, we'd get cleared to go at sunrise then be on our way shortly after.
So Pete headed to shore at 6, and it wasn't until 9am that someone showed up who was of any use. Apparently all the commotion the day before was the navy tracking down a sailboat smuggling drugs out of Luperon Bay. The port would be closed to exiting traffic. Come back tomorrow morning and maybe things'll be different, he told Pete. So we sit and wait...again. The next morning was similar to the day before. Pete heads to shore at sunrise and after a few hours they finally show up and this time luck is in our favor and we're allowed to leave. Horray. We pull out of the harbor towards Samana around 9am just as the coffees done brewing in our French press.
Now that we were back to our boat from our trip to the mountains, it was time to start preparing for our next leg of the trip. Restocking groceries, waiting for a weather window, etc. Thursday was when the winds were going to change and it'd be a perfect 3-4 day window for us to get to Samana and hopefully Puerto Rico. Thursday afternoon, we had everything ready for our evening departure. All that was left was to clear out of the port through customs. Big mistake saving this for the last minute. Pete and I got all the necessary papers and went to the navy office to clear out. The navy officer was a nice guy but not very smart. His job was to write down the boat and passport