Central American drives are actually not that bad (especially not compared to Vietnamese or Sri Lankans), but their road signing has something to desire. Firstly it is hardly existing.

This road led us to the cloud forest in Monteverde

Here I might need to mention that we are travelling without GPS or real road maps… so we rely only on the crappy maps in our guide book and asking people (but we already know how that can turn out – read the previous post “Just around the corner”/Guatemala). Sure, they don’t have that many roads here but they certainly have a tiny bit more than what the maps in our guide book indicates. The first task is always to get out of the city/town where we slept, which is usually the easiest part unless it is one of those town with only one-way streets (they are very popular over here). This means that any recollection of how we came in doesn’t help crap.

This road took us along the Caribbean coast

So assuming we have found our way out, then we need to navigate the main roads… again without any signs. During a day the road will split into teens of Y-intersections with no indication of whether the road lead to a farm or the country’s capital. Then once and again a sign does show up, usually pointing to places we never heard about, but the brilliant part is that the sign is never placed at an intersection or even before one, no they are placed kilometers after one… meaning if you are on the wrong track you need to u-turn and back track, hence we have become masters of u-turning.

A very unhelpful road sign… but how cool it is always sunny

So finally we end up close to where we wanted and need to find a specific location, like a hostel. Close to impossible for guess what, they hardly use street signs too and if they do the locals don’t use them but prefer to landmarks like McDonalds or Coca Cola billboard.

Well talking about sunny… driving in full mc-suit is very very very very very hot

We have even experienced asking some locals for a street in tiny town and they had no clue (pointing in different direction) even though we were standing right in front of it (there were actually street signs, they were just written on the curb… silly me).

And this road took us to Panama… yes, this was the bordercrossing