Arriving in Suriname via the last ferry for the weekend, at around 6pm, was to say the least, stressful. The immigration process was friendly and easy going, but slow, and the officers were held up by the young woman who sold car insurance (mandatory) as she also had to crack a few jokes with everyone in the queue. In the end they all worked at the same time, sort of ignoring the protocol, and they were finally free to go home for Friday partying. We had no such fun to do,
