Reasons Panama Has My Heart: Part Two
Day 2 in Panama. I wake up at 4:30 am, fill up my water, fry an egg, and cut up a fruit. I relunctantly swallow my breakfast, then stagger down the stairs of my hostel in the twilight hours to catch a jeep to the coast.
After 4 excruciating hours of rough terrain and nauseating driving, we arrive at a dock and pile into a boat. Words can literally not describe what I saw that day.
You absolutely must go see for yourself.
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