Day 1 - 10/12/09.

Got on plane at heathrow at around 9am for 9:45 flight. inflight entertainment was rubbish. legally blonde 2 among others. around 9:40 a potentailly gay latin man got on the only remaining seat on the plane - the one next to me. i was gutted as i was quite up for haveing loads of room. he proceeded to take an annoying loud welsh couples bag out of the hold above his seat to put his huge suitcase up there. the welsh couple got very angry and started shouting at him. was well funny. air hostess came along and told him his bag was too big and would have to go elsewhere. he then sat down, put his chair right back into the welsh woman behind him and sighed loudly. welshy asked him to put it forward for the take off. his english wasnt great but he understood mumbled the word "stupid" and put it forward again. its fait to say i was scared off him.

plane food wasnt bad, ravioli and pizza. when eventually landed at panama city i was exhausted. the fella from the hostel wasnt there to meet as he siad he would be and i wasnt surprised. i waited 20 mins then just got a taxi as i had pretty good directions. taxii cost $28 - 3 more than it should have been but i was too tired to haggle over that. when i got in the cab, i apparently shut the door too hard for the drivers liking and he shouted at me rather aggressively! idiot. the lift wasnt working in the "jungla house" hostel so i lugged my bag up 5 floors. which was nice. when i got in, i headed straight to the shower, said hello to a few people in the dorm including what must have been a 50 yr old american woman who was travelling with her 27 yr old son, and 2 french dudes. i cant remember any of their names. was told also that they do a free pancake breakfast that but in my experience i took this info with a pinch of salt. got to bed around midnight.