Day 19 wake up in the hostal and since my skin was still tender figure no point in staying on the beach so might as well make my way into Costa Rica after a hour of riding I was at the border good bye beautiful Nicaragua. I get to Costa Rica immigration and finally a sign of relief it’s set up like a airport easy walk in fill out a paper walk out but
wait no it had to get difficult no signs for tourist driving so I go here there here there like 3x and finally hour n half later on my way in Costa Rica. Again been to this country like 4yrs ago was with the wrong person but still enjoyed the shit out of it so I have no real plans on staying. Now first off when I was here 4yrs ago I drove on dirt roads and through creeks cause the bridges were washed out well that sure as hell not the case anymore from the beginning of costa rica at Nicaragua to end of costa rica at Panama there is nothing but tourist excursions to do all along the coast line. This place sure went up in a hurry I was pretty bummed I didn’t do something while driving through but there’s a whole continent of South America that I only saw
20% of that needs to be explored. So I try to get as far south as possible I get about 2hrs out from the Panama border I roll up on a couple on motorcycle with a side car with Swiss plates. About 30 min late we both get stopped at a checkpoint for our registration in Costa Rica and begin talking while there Trying to just see the paper and keep traffic going we drive up further get gas and have a proper conversation. He is doing around the world trip and already 14 months in his gf just flew in for 2weeks to see him and cruise through a few countries he asked where I was plan on staying had no real plans was heading to a beach in the south. At this point it’s dusk so we have only a hour of daylight at most and my GPS says hour and 30. With a side
car and a passenger they can’t go as fast as I do he says we could just grab a place when it hits dark so we cruise for like 40mins and roll up on a place with a sign that says bar restaurant and what we really need is cabinas (cabin). Pull in rooms were 20$ and where nice rooms. The bar had a little local crowd so we grab food and drinks and call it a night around 930 cause they wanted to be back on the road by 8am to go to red frog beach island in Panama next day but last ferry to take his bike was at 1. Day 20 I get up at 745 there already finishing breakfast so I was not going to make it and I already had a hotel like 8hrs from the island for Thursday n Fri night. So say bye and we mention about meeting back up in Panama city cause come to find out the ferry service to Columbia yeah stop running in April and does not begin again till Nov so we need to try to come up with a plan to get
over there. They leave I had back to my room relax and then figure pack my bike up grab some last min food myself and head off. I get to the border go to Costa Rica immigration get the paper work handled come back to the bike see Betty beam getting touchy with a car aka she fucking fell over apparently (now she’s tip over on unstable ground several time but always to the side of the kickstand this time it’s the other direction so I don’t know what happened) anyways long story short car had 2dents no scratches (literally) just dents guy who car it is comes out try to say sorry I said I have insurance I bought here. Yeah that shits just for personal injury so no luck he sends pics to auto body shop guy says 105,000 colones (Costa Rica currency) which is 196$ I said no not paying it unless I have paper work in hand mechanic drives out with a legit paperwork and I’m again shelling out another 200$. So totally bummed but however it happened it was a accident what can I do I use to spend 500$ a night in Vegas 7yrs ago. So it is what it is hopefully travel insurance will cover it. So I move on to Panama after that and pull behind a motorcycle with Florida plates. Well as I get told to go over on that direction for insurance i see the only other gringo say hi get my insurance paper go back to immigration don’t see him go over to customs and there he is start talking with him he’s a older guy guessing in his 50s he rode from Florida to Canada and now been going for 5 months but said only probably been
riding for 2. I asked him about crossing into Columbia he said he’s not sure that locals will take you over he get to the city Fri and start trying to figure that out. He gets his custom paper for his bike and I mention about where I’m staying Thurs night he said he check it out. I wait like another 30-40 mins and get my paperwork show it to the policia they read off the Vin sign the paper and tell me to get my bike quarantined over there. I pay a dollar they spray Shit on it again and off I go. Ride for about 5hrs into Santiago where I stop and get gas guy walking out of the local teams futbol stadium starts talking with me. He races motox and there’s a race sat he is inviting me to go to. I say yeah that be awesome but then says 8am well that’s when I’m like Umm u know Fri is before sat I can’t promise that. We talk there at the gas station for a min (I barely understood him and I’m sure he barely understood me) I tell him im going to Columbia but don’t know how he says he has a friend with a yacht who does trips. He calls him up his friend I talk with him on the phone come to find out this guy is from Austria and now lives in Panama. He said it’s 3 days cruise on a caterman boat that stops at islands all food and drinks included for 1000$. I get his number and told him I call him sometime this weekend. I thank the guy he said see u sat (I’d love to go but I don’t know 8am thing ha) I head up the way stay in this fucking sketchy ass hotel for 18$ since I just spent 200 on a dent on a car today. So let me tell you about this hotel fuck I wish I took pictures It was a asian hotel yes asian called Hotel Hong I had to duck to get in the doorway. The toilet seat had dry yellow pee stains on it with little pieces of toilet paper stuck to it. The top of the toilet was broken so a whole corner was gone like it was smashed over someones head (probably watch to many horror action films ha) the bed still had the plastic on it i guess good for you squirters. The ceiling was so low it probably hit my head if I stood straight up and the other fan was chained yeah literally chained to the chair. The drop celing was nice and white but the corners of the room had crazy cob webs and one corner had a hole in the dry wall where they shoved a plastic bag to till it. It was definitely the first I ever stayed in a hotel like this. Needless to say I couldnt sleep worth shit and slept on top of the sheets with a my t shirt that I laid my head on. So yeah got in there and just tried for the life of me to pass out and leave in the morning.