July 27. A dark rainy morning with low ceiling- we slept badly because of hammocky bed + noisy Town, especially because we are over the bar! Up fairly early, to meet Bob- Mumpfley for breakfast as 8:00. He had still not been able to find customs man to sign the papers, so we walked to the laundry, ran by the customs man, but it wasn't yet open. Tried a second time, but laundry still closed. Finally got a taxi for the air port, & found that the driver knew where the customs man lived, so we stopped at his house & Bob finally got squared away-