I think I made the most of our trip from Bocas. I felt really present and enjoyed it when Liam fell asleep on the water taxi driver's arm. Neither one of them flinched for the entire ride. Feeling extra adventurous, I tried the dodgy coffee at the bus station, but must admit to feeling nauseous for about the first hour of the ride. Thought I might win the family bet. During our lunch stop, I enjoyed the roadside cuisine that filled us up for $10. There were a few things that weren't so great about the bus including the music video serenade at the end of the ultraviolent movies. It started with an hour of mariachi music which was ok, but then followed with a Jackson 5 lookalike band making the most grating of noises for another hour. By then Liam was more interested in the breast feeder across the aisle. That kept his attention better than any video. And to add insult to injury, a foul smelling curtain kept slapping me in the face every time the people ahead of me moved in their seats.

We were relieved to arrive in Panama City. The bus depot was great. We were not swarmed by any hawkers. We easily found a taxi and the driver helped us locate our apartment. Later that night we thought we picked up fleas from the bus when we couldn't stop scratching. Turns out it was some sort of psychological purge to rid ourselves of bus trip memory as well as maybe a few fly bites from Bocas.