But once Hollywood's passport finally showed up, it was time to say goodbye and head back to the capital, San José. While the passport was being processed, I also had some new Shinko 705 tires sent down thanks to Shinko USA, as after about 9,000 miles, a patch and two tire plugs, my rear tire was pretty smoked. After going to a number of dealers, I finally found a shop that said they could receive the shipped packages. Getting care packages on the road is one of the most challenging parts of not having an address or any idea where I'll be on any given day. Also, fun fact: Addresses in Central America are literally things like "100 meters west of the Taco Bell, across the street from the Musa market," as there are rarely street names or house numbers. Despite the hassles, a local BMW dealer with employees who spoke surprisingly great English told me I could both have the tires delivered there, and they would be able to mount them for me. Perfect!