Hopped back on the bike and headed for Sixaola (the border town with Panama). Arrived there at about 4 so did not hesitate in heading for the border crossing as the frontier town didn’t have anything to offer. The Panama side was even worse: a typical town frontier in an undeveloped country. Begging kids and crooked officials where trying to send me on a pointless taxi ride selling me a rubbish story about the bridge crossing not being possible. Well got to the next town and found a grotty hotel for 18 dollars (not impressed).
The people were very friendly and not much different to most of Costa Rica (as yet).
It was also impossible to buy a map - tried everywhere. Contacted Teresa and asked her to download me the Lonely Planet guide so that I had some information on the country.