In Bocas del Toro we were greeted at the small airport by Patricia, she got us into a cab which took us to a dock for our next mode of transportation. This little green boat,and Captain Leroy would become indispensable for our entire stay in Bocas. This type of boat is what took tourists to all the adjoining islands. More of that later. When we arrived in Bocas it was raining, not just a sprinkle but a healthy drip. By the time we got out of the boat we were drenched. Then we had to get our luggage the 500 yards to the Bed and Breakfast. Now even on a paved walk it would not have been an easy climb, but since there was no paving the entire walk was in slippy mud. The kind of mud that squishes up between your toes and ruins any type of shoe you happen to be wearing. Luckily for Donna and I, "The Hulk" was there to carry our bags. Now these bags were easily 50 pounds each, and I'm whining about mud between my toes. 
Off we go with our Sherpa in tow. I only almost slipped 16 times. By the time we got to "Soltare" I was muddy from head to toe.
Welcome to Shangri la.
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