A quick Tire change

Light rain started to come down as we got closer to the border of Guatemala, Benque Viejo is were we would cross. Then rain came down harder. As we passed by a Tire Shop, I said to Cal, "lets see how much to change your tire " - He'd been logging this new tire I bought in Santiago since Playa... wanting to get more miles out of the old one. We tough it would be good to change it in Guatemala since we knew the roads would get muddy.
So we stopped, an old lady came out of the house and welcomed us with open harms, ( as all the people in Belize did )
They told us it would be 6 belize dollars!!! - $3.00 US, we couldn't believe it. We empty our pockets scrapping all our change. All we had left in Belize dollars was $3.00 - $1.50 US... the lady says " No Problem " That's OK. We really couldn't believe it. They would change our tire for that price. I got to work, putting up the bike on what we could find and take off the wheel.
Now the man gets to work and starts pounding on the side of the rim with a hammer, trying to get the old tire off. The disc brake rubbing flat on ground just waiting to see it get bent, Cal and I look at each other, thinking..."maybe you get what you pay for... " He's going to wreck your wheel man" I then grab the tire while he was looking for some tool to wedge between the tire and rim. I noticed he hadn't taken the air out of the tire! Shit... good thing he didn't get that tool in there, it would of blown in his face! then turn the rim around to the other side before he bent the disc brake.
So I take the air out, the guy looks at me with a smile - thinking " Wise man" he simply had forgotten to take it out????
Now he's got his tools, pounding away with the sledge hammer, gets the tire off - puts the new one one. All went well.
The rim was straight, no bent disc. I put the wheel back on the bike. We were not ready for the border run. Rain had stopped - good timing, but it was getting late and we needed to cross over the border and find camp.

We never know what to expect with borders, time, dangers, annoying paperwork. But this one all went well. After an hour all was done. The officers told us not to drive the road coming up at night, and that the road was in bad conditions because of the Tropical storm that went threw the week before. ..." Mucho Lodo" - lots of mud! " Banditos "
So we drove into Melchor de Mencos (border town) and found a cheap hotel that was recommended to us, not the fancy Riu Tequila of Playa del Carmen but the price was right at $3.00 each so looking for a camp spot was out of question.