After a rather modest breakfast, prepared by our host, whom we lovingly named Jesse Pinkman, the day didn't seem to start under a good sign. The driver for our jungle tour didn't show up and we didn't have a proper contact person. After our hosts made 3-4 calls with the organization and the driver, he finally found us and we went to the boat at 300 mph, where Captain Carl was already waiting. Start in the Panama Canal, where the big buddies of our nutshell also drove.
Interesting and educational boat tour (information about the canal and flora & fauna), where we made new friends. Well, it was a friendship bought with peanuts and bananas.