I have no particular reason for hanging around San Jose and head to the bus office as soon as they open. Fortunately a bus leaves 11pm tonight and arrives 4pm tomorrow - destination Panama City.
I feel tired from all the sitting and take a short walk around the neighborhood.
The news paper shows the falling bridge.
I sit under the tin roof of the hostel as rain pelts down making it impossible to think. Can't wait to leave the cities and return to the mountains.
My things are packed and I wait to check in at the bus station. Han, a Taiwanese reporter approaches me and we stand around chatting till we board and leave Costa Rica. He's heading to Panama to work for a local paper.
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