Goodbye Country 4, Hello Country 5!

We had our last border crossing today into Panama. We strolled across a ghetto bridge with railroad tracks and many holes that would be easy to fall through letting you be swept away in the mucky river below. But, all was well.

The previous few days we have successfully been living off of couch surfing and squeeze beans. Couch surfing experience one was a lovely boy palace apartment. There was boy clutter all around, cereal for all meals (which we were welcome to!), and a tv set up with multiple unidentifiable video game attachments. By the end we demolished four boxes of cereal. The only bummer was that the dog decided to pee on my bag and our clutter on the floor right before we left.

Couch surfing time two was yet another success! We stayed in a nice simple house close to a fruit finca that Clay our host owned. Our second day there we got free roam on the farm and bagged up some Guanabana fruits in the top of a tree with a precarious wooden ladder. We also labored away at trying to bust open coconuts with a machete haphazardly. All fingers are in tack miraculously and in the end had some tasty coconut milk and meat too. The finca across the way which harvests cacao beans also provided endless entertainment. We purchased a kilo of raw beans for two dollars and spent one night roasting and peeling and the next smashing, grinding, cooking, concocting, and molding until we made enough chocolate to make us sick for the next few days or weeks.