Fucking border crossings – Sorry, im not going to bleep out this word.
It was a confusing day for Joe, Tommy and myself; it didn't start well when looking for the bus station to take us to the border, we were taken around the not so nice looking city searching for the right station after attempting two wrong ones to get us where we needed to be.
The 6 hour journey was fine but when reaching the border we were immediately stuck by people ripping us off, the three dollars for the entrance into panama was fine but the other thing needed to purchase was a ticket out of the country if you didn't have one. Obviously this was a scam and the only option was to buy a ticket back into Costa Rica despite having a flight from Columbia. A losing argument with officials and $12 later I was able to get my stamp and continue onwards to Bocas Del Toro – an apparently amazing party island with white beaches and sun.
Crossing the border – it was a very sketchy bridge with trucks passing inches from the pedestrians and me.
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