Recently in Panama Category
In Zihuatenejo, on the Pacific coast of Mexico, we met a family from the Pacific Northwest of the US. They were unsure of where they would be going next- whether to cross to the South Pacific, or to head to Panama and go through the canal, or turn around and head back home.
The mom, Susan, was tired of sand and sun and palm trees. She was looking for some culture, some history. She thought there must be more to life than sitting under a palapa drinking a cerveza. She was home-schooling her two daughters, aged eight and ten, on the boat, and she was really enjoying their American History curriculum, so she thought maybe she'd like to head to the East Coast of the US and visit all the historical sites.
When I got an email from my sister, Amy, asking if anyone wanted to come down to Panama to help them transit the Panama Canal, I thought, Sure! I’ll go!
Then I looked at my calendar. In order to go, I’d have to catch a flight the morning after my two kids finished school for the year, missing their first swim meet and leaving my husband, David, to manage on his own teaching Sunday school for that week. I could only stay in Panama three days, returning before David was scheduled to go out of town to play golf with friends.
Regular readers of this blog will note quickly how different my life is to Amy’s right now. I, like every suburban mom I know, am scheduled.
After celebrating Mothers Day with the red Macaws flying around town in Puerto Jimenez, we finally ended our two-week stint in Golfito, Costa Rica on May 13 and headed for Panama.
People who are in a hurry can make it from Golfito to the Panama Canal in about a day and a half. We were not in a hurry and planned to spend ten days in the islands of western Panama.
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