Over the Sixaola, Walking into Panama
We got in with fake tickets.
Ania and I crossed an old railroad bridge over the Sixaola River and entered Panama. The country requires all visitors to show an onward/return ticket (proving they’re not staying in the country), but we didn’t have one so we printed out a fake Expedia flight reservation.
Panama instantly felt different than Costa Rica. People’s homes were more dilapidated, the reggae music was louder, and the beer was cheaper.
Ania and I were happy about our successful border crossing, but we had no idea where we were going. There, in front of the immigration office, we ate our last Costa Rican avocado while flipping through the guidebook in search of a cheap campground.
Rio Sixaola, Costa Rica-Panama border - © Diego Cupolo 2011