One day I was checking Facebook and a few friends had sent me a link for a contest they thought I would be interested in.
When Cam and I got back to the city we decided to just party all night until his flight.
I didn’t know anything about this place except there was a hike there that was recommended.
Waking up in Almirante, after endless chilly bus hours, we spent $1pp on a taxi to the dock, and then 6$ for the boat to Bocas.
A couple uncomfortable hours later, and one wrong seat altercation, our bus unloaded us at the border at nearly 9PM.
We picked up a bike box so I could ship my bike to El Salvador and then picked up miss Maggie at the airport.
Crossing the border was like a dream: a bad dream.