Left at the curb in the Port of Colon

Departing was such sweet sorrow. After three days and two nights without cooking or cleaning I was not ready to leave the Grandeur of the Seas. However it was for the best, gluttony is a pleasurable vice, but gluttony is too easy on a cruise ship and was adding to my waistline. I also confess to sloth like behavior, eating, drinking, dancing, drinking, eating, oh my. The unofficial computation is one pound per day of weight gain on a cruise.

We abandoned ship at about 9:30am with bursting bellies and an ache in my heart. I knew we were to face suitcases, boxes, carryon luggage and a long ride back to Boquete. Some people like this repositioning cruise for food and entertainment, others like Panamanian Customs in Colon. The only inspection was done by a dog and the K9 did earn his keep. The drug sniffing dog did discover contraband on a wheelchair riding, gray haired lady in front of us. The dog sniffed out a bran muffin and the customs agent confiscated the offending item. Remember drug sniffing dogs like bran muffins too.

Loose inspection allows people to bring in busloads of stuff and they do, we did too. We were proactive for the return to Boquete. Mayra bought space for five people, five suitcases and five boxes on a bus from Jonathan Evatt of Inspired Earth Publishing, a Bocas resident who promoted his grief saving buses on Boquete Ning. It was a risk which turned out to be an error.

Jonathan had two undersized, underpowered twenty seat coaster buses. The first bus he rented to a small group with a ton of stuff, they paid him $600 for the service and expected to have the bus to themselves, they did not. The second bus had only twenty seats and another ton of stuff. At first Jonathan gave me hard time about our boxes. He conveniently forgot Mayra had paid for five people. Between the five of us we declared to him exactly what we had, five people, five suitcases and five boxes. Jonathan told me I needed to pay an extra $8 a box beyond two, I reluctantly agreed.

They started loading half a ton of suitcases on the roof of the little bus. Mayra said the little buses were never designed for that type of load on the roof. Then they realized there was not going to be room inside for all the paying passengers and the other half ton.

I volunteered to abandon the bus before people were asked to leave or the tires burst from the overloading. Jonathan agreed and then as we sought alternate transport he decided two of our group could squeeze into the overcrowded, overweight bus. He did finally agreed to refund our money, but since Mayra paid via Paypal he said he would only refund through Paypal. In retrospect I should have demanded the money then and there.

The Port of Colon does not allow taxis to enter for passenger pickup. They did however allow a van to come in and load five people, five suitcases and five boxes. We took the van through the increasing rain to the Bus Terminal in Panama City. In our path the rain turned into flooding and one of the roads into Panama City suffered a collapse killing two Red Cross workers, we managed to escape the tragedy. I feel for all those who lost families, friends and homes in the the disaster we were lucky, their losses makes ours look trivial.

Flooding in Colon Panama 26 Nov.

Photo Credit La Prensa

Arriving in Panama City we loaded ourselves and our stuff into a bus to David and had a comfortable seven hour ride through the rain. We met a couple from Bocas on the bus, they too had been left at the curb in Colon by Jonathan. They did demand a cash refund from him and did receive it,  there maybe more people out there.

We arrived in David at 8pm. People who were on Jonathan’s bus said they suffered a blown out tire along the road, overloading will do that. Arriving in Boquete they were abandoned at Super Mercado Ivan at 8PM and left to try to find taxis from there. Jonathan demanded each of them pay another $20 to compensate for the revenue he lost from us and the other couple who could not fit on the bus in Colon.

I am waiting for a refund from Jonathan. I have emailed him, no response, I have filed a dispute with Paypal, they have emailed him, no response. I will wait another few days for him to respond and then I will file a claim and hope Paypal makes good on the $210 he took from us and promised to refund. I am not sure how many more people were left at the curb as his buses left Colon. If any other readers paid him and were cheated I urge you to also contact Paypal and demand a refund.

It was a memorable end to a lovely week and another lesson about some of the expats who live in Panama. We made a mistake and trusted Jonathan, a mistake that will not be repeated by us.


Travel in Panama, David to Colon and beyond.

With some internal demolition starting on our house in Boquete Panama a week away seems a wise move. We decided on a cruise, Royal Caribbean sails out of Colon Panama on a seven day excursion to Cartagena Columbia, Santa Marta Columbia, Bonaire, Curacao and Aruba. It was not difficult to persuade me to spend $399, $426 including taxes to spend a week on a cruise ship.

Half the fun was getting to Colon, someplace I had not been before. We decided to take the Midnight Bus from David to Panama City instead of flying, then take a bus from Panama city to Colon. As always the first decision was how to get to David. Normally we would drive but leaving a car in David for a week is an unknown, the only place I have done that before is at the Airport which is closed long before we would arrive.

We took a taxi from Boquete to David, five people cost $25. Heather was a good Girl Scout and had pre-purchased five bus tickets for the Midnight Express, not the train of Turkish fame but the Marco Polo double decker asphalt cruiser. When we arrived we noticed our tickets were for bus 65 and they were loading bus 20. A trip to the cashier turned into a interesting, only in Panama event.
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Although were had valid tickets, prepaid, we were not on the reservation list and there were only three seats available on the bus. I was told we would need to cool our heels and wait until 3 am for the next bus. In my best Spanish I calmly refused. I calmly insisted, I calmly stood in front of the cashier being tenacious. after a few minutes of whispered conversations I was told four could get on the bus and maybe five. This as they were denying two other passengers seats. I am not sure what worked but we found three of us in the proper reserved seats and two elsewhere. Calm perseverance worked and we did the trip to Panama in six hours much of which was sleeping.

Upon arriving in the Albrook Terminal we absorbed some breakfast at Nicos cafeteria and headed off for the Panama to Colon bus. Thanks to some advice we knew the buses left hourly but only when full of passengers. In other words the Sunday schedule was not a schedule at all. When the bus filled we were off on the two hour drive to Colon. The fare was $2.50 and being forced to endure an awful movie subtitled in English.

Lacking time, we did not explore Colon. We walked two streets to the port, only to discover it was the incorrect port and then took a taxi cross town to the correct port.
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Then onto the Enchantment of the Seas and some food followed a ”Where is Waldo“ emergency drill.
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One parting shot of Colon slipping away from the lens and we were off into the turbulent Caribbean.
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If you are in Boquete enjoying the breezes, they are even worse here.