The first instances of travel fatigue

I don't know why I haven't written for so long - I'm 3 whole countries further south now, have surfed, then bussed for a long time, and had myself a few more days in the Caribbean.

This is written from Panama City, where I arrived at 5am this morning. I've been looking forward to being in a proper city for weeks, and had been anticipating today as an air conditioned shopping and coffee day, with perhaps a visit to an art gallery. My bubble has been completely burst, as today is the Panamanian president's birthday or something, and absolutely everything is shut. It's only 10.30 and I have no idea what to do with my day. I am so bored! It doesn't help that I was bored out of my mind in a town called Boquete yesterday, where it rained all afternoon and there was literally nothing to do except read the badly written book I picked up at the beach.

Generally, as objectively great as everything is, I'm starting to get travel fatigue. I'm bored of meeting travellers and having the same 'where are you coming from, where are you going' conversations. I'm bored of only meeting people under 25 (what is it about Central America and gap years?), bored of constantly moving, but bored if I stay in the same place more than 3 days, bored of Central America's tasteless food and absence of culture that isn't desperately trying to become the United States...

It really must be time to change continents!