This is the post from one of the other guys that was with us when the robbery occurred. Its on page 13 or 14 of the above mentioned post.
I’ve read the responses to this thread. Pretty entertaining stuff…
Believe what you want...go to Greensurf if you want...whatever. You'll probably have a great time. From reading the Trip ADvisor posts after our group it sounds like the owner got his business in order. Our experience was pretty cool the first couple of days with great surf and amazing food and just chilling out. Personally it was my first time out of the US so I was really into the totally new surroundings and talking to the people in the small fishing village. The people we met were really friendly and the vibe was really laid back.
Friday night at 10:00 the door to my room opened up a crack and I heard whispering. I thought it was one of our group and I got up to check but no one was out there so I shut the door.
Fifteen minutes later the door opens again and I see a flashlight out in the patio shining through my door and I'm like "what the hell is going on...?" and I start to get up to see what is going on and then the lights come on and these guys come in and they're holding machetes and a knife and for a split second I'm hoping in the back of my head this is allll just a joke. And I'm shouting "whoa what's going on?!?" and the adrenaline is kicking in and I'm trying to push two guys away and I'm yelling at my roommate to wake the f*** up....and then I see the guy in the doorway pointing a shotgun at us and my whole world shrinks to those two barrels and I think "you know... I really really need to get back to my 11-year old son in one piece". So I try to calm down because at that point I had no idea what they wanted. And then they started taking stuff...my laptop, iPhone, work phone, Converse sneakers (why I have no idea), wallet, and the toys we all brought down for the kids in El Transito (Christmas)...and they drag another guy from our group from next door into my room and duct tape him and my roommate together back to back and then duct tape me. And then they left and we got out of the duct tape and all ran out to see if everyone else was ok. And it was only my room and the room next to ours that got hit...my other friends in the other buildings were ok.
So then we wake up the owner and use his laptop to start cancelling our bank cards, etc. And everyone is really pretty freaked out. Definitely the scariest thing to ever happen to me. And anyone who thinks they would have kicked some ass and not been scared is full of crap. And the owner calls a couple of guys and they show up with two guns and then they roar off in their truck and we see them on the beach below us about 10 minutes later...and I’m holding out hope that maybe we will get all our stuff back. But in retrospect I’m not really sure what that all accomplished. Or maybe he just didn't know what else to do.
And what pisses me off the most about all this?...is that the owner acted like it wasn't serious afterward...we had to wake him up three times the next day to help us with access to the internet through his skycard and info on the Embassy to get passports replaced. And the story about when the cops were going to show up kept changing and he wasn't sure about a ride to Managua for us to fly out. And then a couple weeks later he starts with bs about there being this big investigation (yah right…if there is I’d like to know so email me personally dude and if you are totally in the clear I will be the first one to publicly apologize)...and then he actually starts saying it was all an insurance scam...because that makes sense, right? That my first time out of the US I am going to be able to somehow make connections with 8 guys to "rob" me, with my 8th-grade Spanish, so I can go through the total pain in the ass of replacing a crappy Dell laptop with another crappy Dell laptop. And spend another $500 on a plane ticket to fly back home early (none of which was reimbursed btw).
In retrospect I don't think the guys who robbed us were professionals. Except for the guy with the shotgun, they all looked as freaked out as we were. And really young…like 15-17 year olds.
Proof? I've got the police report and all the correspondence to my bank, etc. But what does that prove, right? And I really don't care whose surf camp you all use...Greensurf or Solid Surf. Solid helped me out with a ride to Managua the next day because I couldn’t get anywhere with the Greensurf owner.
Lesson learned…this is what I would do if I ever went out of country again....
- I saved my passport just by luck…had it in my pocket of my old nasty laundry along with a credit card. So bury your passport in something they wouldn’t normally want to look
- Get one of those cheap thing that jam doors. Our doors had knob locks…but we didn’t use them. Our fault. I think the mellow vibe of the place made us complacent.
- Research the owners of the camps you go to. You’d be amazed at what pops up on the web regarding that owner who seems so “cool and honest”
- If you bring electronics…also bring a sacrificial crappy one along with $60 in cash to hand over if things do go wrong…and really hide the expensive stuff. And back up your data on an external hard drive the day before you fly out.
This is retarded. Just so you know, at this point your effort to discredit this camp is doing the exact opposite, lol.
Exactly. I had never heard of this place before. Now I find myself googling it and thinking, Hmmm, maybe this guy got screwed, needs some business and will bend over backwards to accommodate guests and keep em happy in the near future. When it comes to running a business, sometimes any publicity is good publicity.