So.... another hellish tale of having to use every effort and cursing life over and over before we find our treasure! Meike, a housemate from Antigua recommended an awesome hotel to us on Bastimentos, one of the island in Bocas. Even for just a meal it was worth going. However..... the walk there was slightly less tasteful. Started with the road becoming planks of wood. Ok thats fine. Then more and more marsh around us. Ok thats fine - we have our wood, then the wood starts to become more sparse. We have to jump to each. Then well, they disppear altogether and we are basically walking (in flip flops) across filth. Not even marsh any more. Filth. rubbish. and well, I dont want to think what else. Things moving in the filth too. Oh god. All the time my moto was keep going, otherwise we dont see the place AND we have to just turn back and walk through this hell again.Surely when we get there, we'll discover a lovely clean scenic path back. So finally we made it. Had a nice lunch. Oooed and aaahed at the loveliness of the place. It really was goregeous. Honeymoon perfect accommodation. But then, there was no other route back. Filth again. Ashamed to say I got into a strop with sha and refused to talk through disgust and despair the whole way back. Lesson learnt.