Bocas Del Toro is a collection of uninspired towns sprinkled over another spectacular Caribbean archipelago. There are dolphin filled bays, sloth and monkey filled forests, recommendable scuba diving, and a lot of drunk backpackers. I spent a week there, and had a great time with people I’d met at Lost and Found Hostel. New friendships were hard to come by, however, and authenticity was rare. Despite enjoying myself, Bocas did nothing to counter a conclusion I first hatched in the shadow of Trump tower in Panama City: with all its natural splendor and strategic location, Panama is a distasteful house on outstanding property.