Sleep on the streets??
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Back in Cayenne after the relaxing weekend, it was Monday morning and another attempt at the visa for Suriname. I wasn't overly happy about getting up at 6am to go to the consulate to queue, and I was grateful to Elisa my couchsurfing buddy for giving me a lift into the city so early. I arrived and realised that I was in exactly the same situation as Friday - there were at least 30 people already in the queue and I envisaged yet more pain and agony trying to get this bloody visa. I hung around, hoping I could blag my way in and found out that the people at the front of the queue had been there since 2.30am - absolutely ridiculous, just to get a visa to go to Suriname. Was it worth it I was asking myself? I was so annoyed when it came to 8am and the woman cut the queue off again and left everyone else with nothing and no help - I can't keep coming back here earlier and earlier, its just not worth it! I was starting to think of alernative plans to get out of here, like going to Martinique and flying through the Caribbean - that would cost me some money undoubtedly!! Elisa came and picked me up and we went back to hers.
So finally I could relax on the beach with the knowledge that I could finally be going to Suriname. That led to a celebratory 'Madras' burger with Damien in the evening - these things are bloody huge and a heart-attack in a bun, but delicious. Two burgers, two eggs, double cheese and salad....mmmmmm!!