Panama

So after attempting to get the Saturn started, our good friend Arturo, the taxi/towtruck decided that he would buy it. After getting it towed back and all of the correct paperwork taken care of, the car was sold and we were ready to ditch costa rica. The weather wasn't on the same schedule we were so our plane was delayed out of Puerto Jimenez. Finally we were penciled in and were allowed to leave. Leapfrogging from San Jose to Panama City, We found a hotel and hit the pillows. The next morning we adventured in search of the Mira Flores locks. After perusing the museum and watching a few large tankers go through we continued onto the centennial bridge to snap some pictures. Our tourguide taxi dropped us off on the jetties. We headed back into the city in search of a hotel and ended the night with some skyscraper scavenger hunts. Panama is unlike any other central american country I have been to. They speak spanish, but it's a shortened up version. Much faster than mexican spanish, almost everyone drops of the last part of their words while talking so that they can fit in more syllables between breaths. It's really hard to keep up with. They use american bills in combination with their own coins for means of currency. There are all different types of people living in the city and everyone is generally nice. Although I'm not sad to be leaving tomorrow. I am sad that my mom is heading back home, but I'm also excited for Peru.