“Molly, it’s Gracias, not Graci-ass”

I think our fast and furious Panamanian bus driver might kill us! If not, the hangovers will. Isla Colón was good to us on our last night in Bocas.

We’re off to Tortuguero, Costa Rica, which means goodbye to Bocas Del Toro and Panama. It was a good run. I’ll miss it here.

It’s hard to re-live the last couple weeks in detail. We’ve only had internet access twice and I’m often too busy catching up with my family (and snapchatting/instagraming) to write much. I hope over the next two trimesters I can blog more. In the meantime, here’s a snapshot of my life on the road:

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