The happy hour was perfect for socializing at night with the new friends that you met during the day and most of the people at the hostel are headed to Colombia or Bocas, so basically all of the friends that I met heading south have crossed paths again with me here in Colombia (which I'll write about soon, been getting behind).
I had a few different options for checking out the San Blas Islands and continuing to Colombia, but in the end a few friends of mine (Katja and Joan) from Bocas were heading out to the islands for a quick two day stay before returning to PC. I decided to join them and stayed for a night in PC on the way out and one of the way back! The city is absolutely crazy. Huge buildings EVERYWHERE, more sprawled than in NYC but it's bazaar when you turn one direction and see people in third world slums, and then turn your head and see the epitome of first world western structure. It really makes you wonder...Why is there so much money here? Why isn't it better distributed? Who really makes all the money from this canal? I don't have any of the answers, but it felt so American when I was in the city, like home even, very strange...
Lots to think about, but my next post will be about the amazing San Blas Islands and local Kuna, the indigenous people on these islands.