We left the abandoned baby home and followed the directions to cross the border from Swaziland, back into South Africa to Durban. When we got to the border, we were told to pull off to the side and wait. I had an uneasy feeling as I was watching other white people looking like they had been stopped longer then us, and were very frustrated. Once someone came over to our car they said we needed to show proof of our boarder pass for our rental car company(which we had never heard of before). After looking through everything, we handed him all the paperwork we had and he said NO. We were told we had to go back to this building called interfreight, where the rental car company could fax the correct document to us. We were so confused.
After much discussion (2-3 hours) between the women at interfreight (through an 8 foot high fence) and Rob talking to our new found friend "John" - (who was just looking for money) we finally received the document they were requesting.
Back to the border again, and this time we made it. Only to realize we had just entered Mozambique, NOT where we had intended to go.
After begging the border officers to let us back into Swaziland, without having to pay the road tax again (because we had just used the last of our Swaziland money), we left as fast as possible. Since we were there a total of 3-4 hours and it was already getting close to dusk we decided to regroup, travel back to Swaziland (where we had stayed previously) and start over again on Sunday.
