Going back to reality..once again...
Panama City Travel Blog› entry 32 of 32 › view all entries
My last day in Panama city would be a relaxing one...no sightseeing or anything. I had only one goal ; to get a little bit of colour before I go back to UK...well that did`nt happen , as it was pouring down all day, typically !
I checked in to the same hostel as the last time, simply because it was a really cheap place with cheap beer,and a perfect location in the middle of amazing Casco Viejo !
I spent most of the day drinking beer after beer in my dorm bed, knowing that this would be the cheapest beers I would have in a very long time. I suppose the other people there took me for a chronic alcoholic..
In the evening I had to go buy some souvenirs, which is something I thought I should do after 5 weeks of travelling. So I bought a Panama hat (that I very well know I will never use again) , and a beer-t-shirt.
I had a beautiful Quesedilla meal at great Tequila resturant, and then I would have a long night sleep before the next days horrid travels.
The following day I went to the airport many hours before I had to ,to make sure i caught the flight to New York. In New York it was just as horrible as the last time I had a transit. First a long wait where I was questioned by two different police man on random checks. Then questioned by the policeman taking my fingerprints and picture. Then lastly cop number 4 came to ask my life story at the luggage place.
I was really nervous when he took me away....I was thinking in the lines of anal probes and such...
He went through all my stuff, and asked a number of questions, often repeating them to check if my story was coming apart ! Then he was really suspicious of how I could travel for 5 weeks when I was unemployed.....ehhhm ,hello ? Don`t you think I can afford a trip in the cheapest countries in the world after working for 4 months in the most expensive country in the world, and living for free at home with mommy ? seriously.....
I`ll pay a lot of extra money to avoid layover in USA from now on.
I took the first bus to Southampton, then the boat over to my new exotic home - Isle of Wight !
So for this time the journey is over....my mom keeps asking me if this is`nt it ; " now you`ve travelled again, and must be tired of that non-sense travelling thing" .... and she is sooooo wrong ! the more I travel , the more I want to travel ! I may have a disease or addiction , I haven`t even got a job yet, and already started planning where my next trip should take me....