Blogs from Panama, Central America Caribbean - page 129

So yes, the border crossing really was as crazy as I had heard it would be. When I arrived at the crossing between Costa Rica and Panamá I couldn´t believe that you actually had to walk over this plank bridge from Costa Rica to get to the immigration office on the Panamá side. Basically, the bus drops you off on one side, and then you pick up a different bus on the other side. Who thought of that idea? There were tons of people making crossing as I hobbled with my crutches and a lot of concentration very, very, very carefully across the bridge Add to the picture a few large trucks inching up behind me as Hendrik kept yelling a jesting "hurry up". Think about that scene in Stand By Me and then add ... read more

After a week of academically-oriented things, it was time to relax. So Thursday night I went with other IP students to a club I had not been to before called Buzz. It was an interesting experience. Good points: everything was free for me, because I'm female. Not fair in any way, and not the intended goal or result of the women's liberation movement, but it works for me at this point in life, so I won't complain. More good points: it was very large, lots of people who for the most part respected your space. Very few tables, which was good because everyone just filled the open floor and could dance. Lots of music, lots of dancing. Thus, I was happy. Then the few sticking points: gimicks are good for a club - it helps ... read more

Aamulla Bocasissa pakattiin kamat ja tyhjennettiin jääkaappi. Jätettiin jääkaappiin yksi hirveän makuinen limu ja yksi olut, joka ei päässyt olutvertailussa palkintokorokkeille. Mukaan tuli kuitenkin pullo Daigiria ja Guiness-olut. Meillä oli jo muutenkin paljon kannettavaa, mutta periaatteesta päätettiin roudata vielä juomatkin mukaan. Aamupala syötyämme (vakkaripaikassa), mentiin venailemaan venetaksia Almiranteen. Siellä otettiin dollarin maksava taksi bussipysäkille, josta lähtisi bussi Davidiin, päälle neljän tunnin päähän etelään päin. Matka meni erittäin kivuttomasti vaikka kuski ajoikin välillä kuin mielipuoli. Kellon ollessa jo tarpeeksi, päätettiin nukkua yö Davidissa sen sijaan, että matkaisimme kohteeseemme Boca Bravaan. Ei etsiskelty liikoja hotelleja vaan hypättiin taksiin suuntimana Purple House Hostel. Paikka oli nimensä veroinen: kaikki oli liilaa, jopa omistajan vaa... read more

Waiting waiting...Just inside the "Breakwater"... read more