A man, a plan, a canal, Panama

So, change of plans. Emily and I are going to Panama tomorrow. The farm situation--fatal (in the Spanish sense, not the English). The owner confused our dates and sent us to her friends' farm for a few days before she'd have room at her own. We (Emily convinced me) decided to persevere and give it a try. Then we got extremely lost trying to find her friend's farm: partially our fault here but also partially hers. We got off in Rivas, where we thought the farm was, then had to walk and hitchhike halfway back to San Isidro. Once we were in the general area, many people misdirected us and we ended up walking up and down a certain hill 4 times, vowing never to continue on to the real farm. Then the owner showed up at the farm we were staying at and tried to bully and guilt us into going to her farm later. It was really unbelievable and aggravating. So, we spent 2 nights at the farm and have now returned to San Isidro (pleeease let this be the last time here!) to plan the voyage to Panama. We have almost no knowledge of the country, so this should be fun!