We arrived in Panama City, our first layover (out of three) on our way home to Seattle from Colombia.
It was a Sunday morning and I was hungry.
Why was it taking us “so long” to get off of the plane?
Bryce and I were seated in the middle of the plane and finally the passengers in front of us started moving. We stepped off the plane and started walking through the ramp-way, you know, the one in between the plane and the gate at the airport.
But there was a backup.
Why are we having to wait to get into the airport?
I’m a pretty patient person but sometimes seeing people struggle with their rolling suitcase, which holds up the line, really irritates me. (I have nothing against rolling suitcases, I own one, too!)
This wasn’t the case this time though.
Up ahead, I could see two men checking passengers’ ID and ticket.
Why are we doing this now? We’ve already arrived at our destination!
Bryce and I got out our passports out and waited for the line to move. Finally it was our turn and one of the men checked Bryce’s passport and in really stern Spanish asked where he was going. Bryce responded and the man motioned that he could proceed.
I next showed the man my passport but he didn’t even glance at it. He waved his hand and was more interested in the person behind me.
That was weird, right?
No, it was intentional. We quickly realized that the men were only checking passports of the male passengers. These undercover cops were clearly looking for someone specific. (They were dressed in regular street clothes so we just assumed they were undercover cops).
As we walked away — to look for breakfast -— we turned back around towards the gate we just left and noticed that a handful of passengers were pulled to the side. We guessed for more questioning.
This is like a scene straight out of Narcos!
Well, maybe. I’ve never actually seen the show but whenever I told people I was going to Calí, Colombia before the trip, they would respond with “Ohhhh, like from Narcos — the Calí Cartel!”
So, it was like an alleged scene straight out of Narcos.