Tuesday, April 19, 2011

April 18, 201l


Yesterday, we had met a very young cab driver who had enlisted us for cab service to the airport today. He arrived a few minutes later than expected -- 25 minutes. We suspect that he could not find our hostel. We waited for him as we wanted to give him our fare, as we met his pregnant wife the day before. He had introduced her as his beautiful wife, in English.
Back at the airport, waiting for our flight, we again experienced the culture shock of tanned, burnt, some drunk, all-inclusive gang of Canadian in shorts, tank tops and sandals who had been on the Air Transat holiday. They laughed all the way home, again, using the bathrooms to change into warmer clothing as the pilot announced the Toronto temperature of 4 degrees C.

Adios Panama

Adios amigos

Welcome to Canada
We are home

April 17, 2011

The weather is sunny and very, very warm again. We decided that we would enjoy Panama City and the very warm weather on this Sunday as we were returning home tomorrow. We did a lot of walking and people watching today, taking in all the sights before our departure the next day. Returning to the 'Sports Bar' to order the pizza again, we discovered that there was no food available today, Sunday.

The man suggested a couple of other restaurants along the way back to our hostel. We decided to eat dinner at the Machu Picchu, a Peruvian restaurant. This restaurant is famous for its signature dish of arroz negro - rice with squid ink. We decided to pass on their signature dish. Instead, we ordered a surf/turf-like dish with grilled calamari as an appetizer and beer. The total bill came to $35.00 with tip. We began to miss Panama already as we thought of coming home the next day.

April 16, 2011




Today, in Panama City, the weather is sunny and very warm again. We decided that we would again explore some of the areas that we had briefly seen when we initially arrived in Panama City before we left to see the rest of the country. To get a 'flavour' of the city's culture we decided to visit the largest outdoor shopping mall, the Plaza Cinco de Mayo, on this Saturday. The area/closed street was filled with various stores and street vendors where sugar cane drinks could be bought as the cane was squeezed on the spot, bargains could be had on clothing and shoes and fresh fruit and vegetables could be bought. There was a very long line-up to eat at the McDonald's, which offered a few basic 'staples'. It was somewhat strange to see Kuna Yala women in their traditional clothing feeding their little children french fries and hamburgers while the children played with the McDonald toys.




Our explorations lead us back to the nearby Casco Viejo area. Here, we explored some of the different shops as we enjoyed the restored architecture, together with the buildings awaiting some tender loving care to be restored to their past grandeur. Every new corner and street was a visual experience of surprise and being overwhelmed by the beauty of the area. Here, we explored a gem/stone museum and the Museo del Canal Interoceanico. The Museo del Canal Interoceanico is housed in a beautifully restored building that once served as the headquarters for the original French canal company. We were not certain which was more impressive, the contents in the museum or the building itself. We also visited the Iglesia De San Jose church which protects the famous Altar de Oro (Golden Altar) which was about the only thing of value salvaged after Henry Morgan sacked Panama Viejo.

According to local legend, when word came of the pirate's impending attack, a priest attempted to disguise the altar by painting it black. The priest told Morgan that the famous altar has been stolen by another pirate and even convinced Morgan to donate handsomely for its replacement.



We also saw the Arco Chato, a long arch that had stood here unsupported for centuries. It reportedly played a part in the selection of Panama over Nicaragua as the site for the canal since its survival was used as proof that the area was not subject to earthquakes. We could see why this area has been getting international recognition and being declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 2003 and we walked in the area.



In our explorations of Panama City, we also discovered a very different part of Panama City, i.e., the Wyndam Hotel/Casino area. This is very exciting area with with mini-lights beckoning to the visitors of the City. Inside, the Hotel, the lobby was huge -- a city of its own. Signs, like the Moutlin Rouge offered: Girls, Girls, Girls, as we walked by. Finding a place to eat dinner we decided upon a 'Sports Bar' not far from this area where we met two men from Brazil. They had come to Panama on a business exploration. Their explorations sent them to Colon, which is a tax-free zone in Panama. They talked about their disappointments in Panama's lack of business infrastructure, at length. They were happy to be going back to Brazil the next morning. They had spent a few nights at this bar and were excellent sources of the delicious food to order. We had a pizza, the crust of which was made of plantain -- it was amazing.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

April 15th, 2011

We decided to leave our beach paradise this morning to begin our return home via Panama City. Our cab driver came at 8.30 a.m. and picked us up and took us to a place we had discovered the night before for breakfast -- it was just off the Interamericana Hwy. After breakfast, we walked out to the Hwy. and a bus came by, almost immediately, and we were off again, in an air-conditioned bus, on our way to Panama City. We had been having trouble getting money out of the ATM.s in El Valle, but we felt that we had enough money until we got to Panama City, as transportation is very inexpensive.

Arriving in Panama City, our first priority was to get to an ATM and then find a place to stay. Getting to the place we had hoped to stay in, we discovered that they were totally booked. The woman in this hostel was extremely helpful in phoning another place for us to go to. With only $6.00 remaining we decided to go to the bank before proceeding to the other hostel. No luck, no luck, no luck at every machine we both tried. It began to rain, rain, rain, rain. It was one of those times that makes backpack traveling challenging. The backpacks and I stayed on the patio of a sports bar, while Gerald ran around looking for a Bank. I felt that I could not order anything, given our money situation. After some time, and more rain, rain, rain, I wondered exactly how much money I had for a coffee and cab fare to the hostel. I searched my entire money belt and found $30.00 -- we were rich. Gerald came back, without any success. So, we decided to get to the hostel and plead our case, if necessary (which it wasn't).

Arriving at the Hostel, yet again, another lovely place, with air-conditioning and hot water and CNN, we got settled in Then, we headed to Rey, the supermarket to buy groceries for supper and breakfast, as our hostel had a kitchen we could use. It had stopped raining and the sun was shining -- truly and it was very warm again, i.e., in the 80.s We received an email that our bank was wanting to speak with us, so we decided to contact them the next morning and hopefully solve the money situation.

April 13th-14th, 2011

Leaving El Valle we took the bus going to the Interamericana Hwy. We were, very easily, able to get this bus waiting on the main street in town. It took us about an hour to get to the Hwy. On the Hwy. we flagged down another bus going to towards our destination of Playa Blanca on the Pacific Ocean. We had changed our minds about going to Santa Clara (or so we thought, at the time). Our bus was lovely -- airconditioned, with plenty of leg room for Gerald. After 45 minutes we had gone as far as we could and got off in a small town where we had to catch a cab to take us to Playa Blanca. We had read that Playa Blanca was a small fishing village with some building occurring as Playa Blanc has been recast as one of the hottest beach destinations in Panama as it is one of the most beautiful beaches along the Pacific coast of Panama.

As we drove along the road closer and closer to the beach, we began encountering gates with security guards. We began to see many landscaped properties next to highrise resort-like, condo-like buildings. Not what we had envisioned for our beach holiday. After a short conversation with the cab driver, with mixed understandings, he drove us to another area called Farallon, which is also called Playa Blanca. Hence, the confusion, we think. The driver drove us to the only hostel in the town on the beach. When we tried to order coffee, they did not have any, only beer and alcohol. Next door, to this hostel was a bar called Woody,s. We decided to have a coffee and some food there and strategize our next move. In Woody,s the waitress, was from London, Ontario. In the bar/restaurant, there were many indicators of Canadians having been here. We found out that these Canadians stayed at the all-inclusive Royal Decameron Beach Resort & Casino down the road and came to Woody,s as part of the all-inclusive deal. In speaking with the waitress she told us that Santa Clara had even less to offer in terms of places to stay than Playa Blanca. It was discouraging to find this out as our options of staying in Playa Blancthat meant that we could stay in the first place we had seen (not) or we could stay at the Decameron for $120.00 each, per night and enjoy the benefits of the all-inclusive deal. This option did not appeal to us either.


Cabanas Las Veranera


So, once again, we put on our knapsacks, in the sweltering heat, and decided to risk going to Santa Clara and finding another option for our beach holiday. This meant catching a local bus (van) on the road, going to the Interamericana Hwy. again and then proceeding to the road for Santa Clara on another bus with knapsacks in tow. Did I mention the sweltering heat. After the second bus, it was a $2.00 cab ride to the Restaurante y Cabanas Las Veranera, where we hoped to stay if all went well. As it turned out, the place was beautiful, on the Ocean and very quiet and peaceful. We stayed in this setting near the fishing village for a couple of days taking in the sun, water, and beaufiul beach. We think we were the only ones staying in this place although, people did come to eat in the restaurant and enjoy the beach in front of the restaurant.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

April 12, 2011


beach rest in Santa Clara

We are sitting in our favourite bakery, smelling wonderful tastes, feeling a cool breeze on a sunny day. We are guessing that the temperature is at least 80 degrees

We have just returned from our hikes in the area and have walked back into town.
After fortifying ourselves with a delicious coffee at the bakery this morning, we left around 9.30 a.m. for our hike at Cerro Gaital. We found out about this hike from the young Japanese at the Orchid Gardens we visited yesterday. To get to the beginning of the hike, we took the local bus along an amazing route filled with grand estates. The bus driver and assistant were kind enough to have us sit in the front of the bus/van with the driver. It was very comfortable and very scenic, despite some of the poor conditions of the road.

Ringed by 1000m-tall mountains and surrounded by humid cloud forest, this was truly an amazing hike and a rugged workout. The bus driver van kind enough to let us know that he would be back in two hours, so we had to hike quickly -- what an incentive. The view from the top of the mountain was spectacular. From the `viewpoint`we could see towards the town one way and then towards the Pacific ocean the other way.

True to their word, the bus/van returned in two hours. We took the bus down the road to the waterfalls called Chorro El Macho, the most famous waterfall in the El Valle area. It is 85 meters high. Again, a spectacular sight. Below the waterfalls there was a large swimming area made of rocks, surrounded by rainforest and fed by river water. After this short hike, we decided to walk back into town viewing the area.



Hostel in El Valle

Tomorrow we plan to leave El Valle and go unto Santa Clara on the Pacific. That is the plan so far, but who knows what tomorrow will bring.

April 11th


El Valle


El Valle, officially known as El Valle De Anton, is a picturesque town nestled in the 5 km. crater of a giant extinct volcano, surrounded by forests and jagged peaks. Like the town of Boquete in the province of Chiriqui. El Valle is a popular weekend getaway for urbanites wanting to enjoy the fresh air and scenery. Exploring the various activities in the area, i.e., hiking, horseback riding, we have discovered an extensive network of trails leading from the town into the hills and around the valley. We have seen many bird watchers with their binoculars walking about. El Valle is home to an impressive set of waterfalls as well as some rare golden frogs.


El Valle
Having discovered a very nice hotel yesterday at which we stayed for the night, we learned that our television did not have cable consequently, no English-speaking stations. As we have been without any news of the world for a few days, we were disappointed to find this out. However, we found that the hotel next door did have cable and a room looking out at the mountains for the same price, in addition to a beautiful rooftop terrace with hammocks, comfortable chairs and a frig. So tonight we are staying in this hotel and for the next couple of days.

This morning we slept in until 7.00 a.m., had a leisurely breakfast, moved our things to our new hotel and set out for a hike to the Orchid Conservation, Aprovaca Orquideas. Here, some 32 volunteers work to maintain the flowers inside , the greenhouse and the grounds. A lovely young Japanese man, who is working here on behalf of the Japanese government, which funds the project, gave us a tour showing off 96 varieties of orchids cultivated. As many of these orchids are in danger of becoming extinct they are cultivated here, then to be replanted in their nature habitat in the mountains. Panama´s National Flower is the terrestrial orchid known as the flor del espiritu santo or the holy ghost orchid. This stunning flower is shaped like a red-spotted dove emerging from the ivory petals is endangered due to poaching. Its natural habitat is in the forests around El Valle.
Leaving the orchids, while difficult, we proceeded with our hike.


a local orchid

Walking along our hike, we found a beautiful luxury hotel in an amazing setting. We had lunch here and took some pictures.


if you get tired hiking

Today was a hot, breezy day, but not too humid, as we are in a mountain valley.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

April 10th

The next morning, one of the Kuna Yala boaters took us back to El Porvenir at 6.10 a.m., just as the sun came up to catch the 7.00 a.m. plane back to Panama City.




flying back to Panama City


As our luck would have it, the bus leaving for El Valle was just leaving as we got on. By 10.00 a.m. we were in El Valle, having found a room, then on to the Sunday Market, approximately a block away from our hotel.


El Valle flowers

Landing in Panama City at 8.00 a.m., going through customs, we grabbed a taxi to the bus station to catch a bus to El Valle.


bug catcher in El Valle Hostal

April 9th

The next day, we took a boat trip to an isolated island, some 5km away, where we snorkeled, seeing more beautiful coral reefs and colourful fish. Luckily, we did not stay here for very long as the hot sun and warm water were quite intense for our Canadian winter skin. We returned to El Porvenir and had a leisurely lunch. After lunch we were picked up by boat to be taken to another, bigger Kuna Yala village where we would spend the rest of the afternoon and evening.


exploring some islands

When we arrived in the larger Kuna Yala village we were warmly greeted and shown to the room we would spend the night. After settling in, we were given a tour of the island by one of the Chiefs. Then we sat with some of the locals, sharing as much information as we possibly could given the language barrier. They speak their own language and learn Spanish in the school.


staying with the Kuna Yala

Speaking English is something that they have learned on their own or going to school on the mainland. One of the Chiefs talked about his son, who goes to school in Toronto. The Chief was going to visit his son in Toronto in May for the third time. He was looking forward to visiting, Ottawa, Montreal and Quebec during his time in Canada. We have supper on this island and were pleasantly surprised to have homemade mashed potatoes, not rice, with our delicious fish.


buying molas

April 8th


- arriving at El Porvenir

El Porvenir island is in an archipelago with one island for every day of the year -- you could say -- with white sand, waving palms and turquoise water surrounding you. These Caribbean Islands are certainly paradise-like. The Archipielago de San Blas is home to the Kuna Yala, an autonomous indigenous group who run the island with minimal interference from the national government. The Kuna were the first indigenous group in Latin American to gain such independence and today are a unique example of successful indigenous autonomy. The archipelago is a narrow, 226km-long strip on the Caribbean coast that stretches to the Colombian border. The inhabited islands are usually an acre or two in size, packed with bamboo huts, livestock and people. The Kuna Yala women dress uniquely and they are famous for their molas. Molas are the most famous of Panamanian traditional handicrafts. Made of brightly coloured squares of cotton fabric sewn together, the finished project reveals landscape scenes, birds, sea turtles, fish and beasts often surrounded by a mazelike, geomatice pattern. We eventurally did get some pictures of the women dressed in their traditional clothing in a Kuna Yala village we stayed at. This was not an easy thing to do.


going thru a storm before boating to Archipielago de San Blas

Upon getting our room on El Porvenir island and settling in, we walked around and marvelled at the beautiful scenery we were witnessing. While the sun, sand, palm trees and water were special, the beautiful yachets in the water surrounding the island completed the picturesque scenery. We initally thought the one ship in the area was a cruise ship. However, the locals informed us that this ship was the yachet of a Mexican tycoon,. who is a friend of the President who was to visit the islands. We met many boaters, many of them Italians who left their sailboats in this area for the season.

Friday, April 8, 2011

April 7th


near portobelo

we are currently in Portobello, a very interesting town, but lacking in the luxuries of life. We were were happy to find an Internet, which doubles, as a library. It is raining, raining, raining.



Today, we left our hotel in Panama City, early in the morning at 6.30 a.m. to catch the Panama Canal Railway Company train leaving the city at 7.15 a.m. going to Colon. The vintage train featured exotic wood paneling and blinds, carpeted interiors, glass-domed cars and open-air viewing decks. The hour-long ride is one of the best ways to fully appreciate the extent of the Canal.


train from Pacific to Caribbean

The ride parallels the Canal, sometimes traversing thick rain forest. In its heyday, the train transported close to 3 million passengers a year which was the heaviest per km traffic of any railroad in the world in 1913. The train enabled prospectors to get to California for the Gold Rush as it was too dangerous to cross the U.S. at that time due to the Indian Wars.


following the canal

The train arrived in Colon. We had previously been warned that Colon was not a safe city to stay in. The Bus Station was very boisterous with many, many buses and bus drivers competing for the ground space and getting out of the station first. The buses are very decorated with detailed paintings and huge tailpipes coming up at the back of the bus. We caught a bus here to visit Portobelo which was once the greatest Spanish port in Central America. In the past, mules carried Peruvian gold and Oriental treasures to Panama City via the fortresses at Portobelo.


bus to Portobelo



When we arrived in Portobelo it was difficult to imagine the past grandeur we had read about. The past ruins scarcely remained with but a few small cannons facing the Ocean. In 1502, Christopher Columbus named this town, the beautiful port. As we attempted to find a place to stay in this town, we learned that this town is used primarily for travellers going to Colombia as a means of inexpensive transportation on sailboats, rather than flying. It seems that there is no through road from Panama to Colombia, as this is the Panama government´s attempt to stop drug smugglers and guerrillas.



Portobelo

Looking for a place to stay for the night before going onto Miramar, the end of the road, and then taking a boat to our destination of Archipielago de San Blas the home of the Kuna Yala natives, we were somewhat discouraged. However, we met a couple of individuals from the area, who knew of a place to stay a little bit out of town. They were willing to drive us there, as they were heading that way, lucky for us. We arrived at a beautiful spot on the Atlantic Ocean, the Octopus Garden. with two women running the establishment. We were fortunate that there were some rooms available for us that night, as the originator of the IronMan Tri-Athalon was to arrive the next day with other participants for an event. Another couple, from Idaho, also arrived at the Octopus Garden, planning to go to San Blas also. So we planned to go together very early the next morning.

During the night, the rain began pouring and pouring and pouring. The next morning at the designated time of 7.00 a.m. we had breakfast with the Idaho couple and we have many discussions of whether or not to continue our journey as we watched the rain pouring down. The other couple decided not to go on. We decided to continue our journey and got on the next bus passing by very shortly, heading for the end of the road to Miramar. Arriving in Miramar in the pouring rain, we met a young man from France and a young woman from Germany wanting to get to the Island of El Porvenir in the San Blas. Our travel plans proved to be a somewhat daunting task, as we were initially unable to find any boaters out in the day and then anyone who would be willing to take us out to the Island. After some time and effort and serious negotiations we were able to find a boater with a 20-foot, open boat willing to take us over to El Porvenir. Packing our knapsacks in garbage bags to keep them dry, we went off on one of the worst boat trips we had ever been on. As the rain poured, our driver negotiated large waves as our bodies banged up and down on our seats for an hour and a half. We wondered where our common sense had gone at times during this boat trip. Soaking wet, we were thankful the water had been very warm, as we stepped off the boat and touched the ground.

Arriving at the Kuna Yala Island of El Porvenier, we secured a room with a front door facing the other rooms and a back door facing the Ocean, complete with a lovely breeze going through.

April 6, 2011

The next morning, as we were in Panama City, we decided that we would spend the day exploring the Old City, Panama City and the Canal. We decided to get a tour guide that would give us historical and current information about Panama City. We went to a Tour company. This strategy can be overwhelming at the best of times but, more so, when the spoken language is not English. After much discussion, the young woman, arranged to have a tour guide for us in the afternoon. She then recommended a wonderful cafeteria/restaurant with authentic food. The walk to this restaurant was quite the hike uphill, but hunger is a good motivator. We had a lovey lunch, yet again, despite our lack of language skills. Pointing is under rated.


old Panama City

Being fortified by lunch we again hiked back to the tour place where we met our guide and driver. Our guide was a 67 year old man, formerly pilot of 20 years, who returned to school and then worked in the hospitality business for some 20 years before retiring. His retirement consists of taking on various guiding missions. This man was very informative. He confirmed that the very tall buildings we have been seeing in the downtown area were built in the last 10,15 years.

He talked about single story house dwellings being bought up and torn down, with very high condos and apartment building going up in their place. He shared that many people buy condos and use them for a month of the year and then rent them out for the rest of year, i.e., time shares.

As he was born in Panama, he had many stories of what places looked like when he was a child and what they look like now. When we drove by a park filled with mango trees, he remembered going to the park for picnics and picking the mangoes, often on the ground. He talked about making green mango salad with vinegar, salt and pepper and how delicious it was.

We visited the Museum de Sitio Panama Viejo where we were introduced to more history of Panama pre 1671. The museum contains a scale model of the old city Panama Viejo and some of the few surviving colonial artifacts found.
Panama Viejo was founded in 1519 and was the first European settlement along the Pacific. For the next 150 years it profited mainly from Spain´s armed bullion pipeline which ran from Peru´s gold and silver mines to Europe via Panama. Because of the amount of wealth passing through the city, the Spaniards kept many soldiers here and their presence kept the buccaneers away.

In 1671, 1200 pirates led by the famous Captain Henry Morgan strategically overtook the Spanish, everything of value was either plundered, divvied up or destroyed by fire. For the next three centuries, what remained of the abandoned city, mostly beams and stone blocks served as a convenient source of building materials. Most of the remnants of the one-time city were still intact as recently as 1950 when the limits of modern Panama City reached the ruins in the form of a squatter settlement. Unfortunately, by the time, the government declared the ruins a protected site in 1976 (Unesco followed suit in 1997), most of the old city had already been dismantled and overrun. As our guide kept repeating -- they were ten years too late, its too late, its too late. As we toured the ruins, we could see that the work to restore the site was painstaking overwhelming.

Leaving the site, we bought coconut ice-cream from a vendor. We bravely ate the delicious, not too sweet, ice-cream. We then headed towards the Panama Canal, the Miraflores Locks, the first set of locks near the Pacific Entrance. As we were here in the afternoon, we watched ships passing through from the Atlantic side into the Pacific Ocean. In the morning, the ships pass through the locks from the Pacific towards the Atlantic Ocean

The Canal is truly one of the world`s greatest man made marvels, stretching for 80km from Panama City on the Pacific side to Colon onto the Atlantic side. After a failed attempt by the French to build the Canal, the Americans were successful and it was completed in 1914 with the loss of approximately 22,000 people to Malaria and Yellow Fever. The Canal cuts right through the Continental Divide. Nearly 15,000 vessels pass through the Canal each year and ships worldwide are build with the dimensions of the Panama Canal`s locs (305m long and 33.5m wide) in mind.

Ships pay their passageway through according to their weight. The average fee is approximately $30,000 U.S. The highest amount of fee paid was approximately $200,000, paid in 2001 by the 99,000-ton cruise ship, the Infinity. The lowest amount paid to go through the Canal was 36 cents paid in 1928 by a swimmer who swam through.


The Canal has three sets of double locks, the Miraflores, Pedro Miguel Locks on the Pacific side and the Gatun Locks on the Atlantic side. Between the locks, the ships pass through a huge artificial Lago Gatun, created by the Gatun Dam across the Rio Chagres and the Gaillard Cut, a 14km cut through the rock and shale of the Isthmian mountains. The Canal belonged to the United States, until President Jimmy Carter signed it over to Panama. An American has told me that some Americans are still angry at Jimmy Carter for this decision.



As container ships have become bigger, the need to accommodate them was evident. In 2006, in a Referendum Vote, 78 percent of Panamians voted to expand the Canal. The expansion will be completed in 2014, increasing the number of containers on a ship able to go through the Canal from 4,000 to 10,000. Many Panamanians expect the increased traffic and volume through the canal will inject a huge boost into the economy. The Panamanian economic boom includes the restoration of the Casco Viejo site for the tourist industry. Panama City will also be replacing all of its public buses to newer models and every taxicab in Panama City will have to be yellow in preparation for the tourist boom. Previously, resulting from the Americans owning the Canal, Panamanians were dependent on the U.S., now they are planning their own future. Remembering the Panama Canal as a footnote in grade school history it was truly amazing to see it in all its grandeur and take in its significance.

Leaving the Canal we toured the Casco Viejo area in which we were staying. Following the destruction of the old city by Captain Henry Morgan in 167l, the Spanish moved their city 8km southwest to a rocky peninsula on the foot of Cerro Ancon. This new location was easier to defend as the reefs prevented ships from approaching the city except at high tide. The new city was also easy to defend as a massive wall surrounded it. In 2003 this area was declared a Unesco World Heritage Site. The area is half-crumbling and half high end as dilapidated, crumbling buildings, modest homes and ruins line the cobbled streets in this area. The government has stepped in and is encouraging the developers owning the buildings to restore them rather than leaving them empty for investment purposes. The government is willing to assist in this process. It is strange to have your bags searched in some areas of this site, as the President´s office is in this area of Colonial past grandeur.



new Panama City

April 5, 2011

The next morning we left Boca del Toro around 8.00 a.m. taking the water taxi back to the mainland, riding to the bus station and catching the bus to David


catching a bus

and then to Panama City.


back to Panama City

We were very fortunate in our timing not to get into Panama City too late. While en route, we phoned the hotel we made planned to go to, for 24 cents, and booked a room in one of the oldest hotel in Panama City. We decided that Panama City would be a good base of us to decide where we were going next and how. Arriving at our hotel around 8.00 p.m., we were glad to have booked a room in advance.


The hotel we stayed in, the former Pension Colony was originally built to house Panama Canal Workers. It has rickety clapboard passageways and peeling paint along with incredible bay view. It past grandeur is still noticeable in the mosaic tiling in the downstairs common area. It is also apparent that new owners are introducing funky modern furniture that blends with the stately old foundation.

Hotel Colon, oldest hotel in Panama City
I could not stop taking pictures of its rooms and its many design features. It needs to be said that it will be even more wonderful when the new owners decide to continue their improvements from the common area to the rooms.


corkscrewtower in Panama City

April 4, 2011.

After watching the Dolphins for a while, we were off to a paradise like place to snorkel. The place was unbelievably beautiful, the sun, the coral and fish were wonderful to see, the water was an emerald green and very clear. After spending some time snorkeling, we boated to a lovely restaurant and had lunch.


relaxing after snorkling

After lunch we boated to Red Frog Beach. Here, we walked on a jungle path, seeing the Red Frogs, to the beach.


Red Frog Beach

We set off on our adventure around 9.30 a.m. We arrived at our taxis marions site and set off in the boat with a mother and her 26 year old son, who were vacationing. Our first stop, after riding in the boat some 20 minutes, was the calm Dolphin Bay, where we waited for and watched Dolphins coming up from the water, sometimes a school of sardines would ripple the water as they swam by.


It was a topless beach with very few persons, only two men. We spent some time in the warm waves, being aware of the warning signs on the beach of riptides. It was a very sad to leave the beautiful beach and return to the town of Bocas del Toro as the day had been perfect.


privatebeach




Enjoying the day and having a nice hotel room with hot water, we still decided that we had to move on and explore other places in the country. Our hotel bathroom had a wood ceiling, which we thought was unusual, as it was in extremely good shape. We wondered what kind of wood it is. Later, we discovered that the wood often used is either a red oak or a mahogany. We will continue to explore this.

April 3, 2011.

We left our beautiful cabin overlooking the river in Boquete this morning at 8.00 a.m. We were picked up by a van. A very helpful tour guide in town had arranged this shuttle for us, with another couple, to save on time in getting to Bocas del Toro. We had estimated that it would take an entire, long day on a bus to get to Bocas del Toro and we decided that we wanted to use that time in the town and surrounding area exploring.




After arriving in Bocas del Toro and exploring the town, arranging our trip for the next day, and almost losing our camera, we were ready for more adventures the next day.


looking for dolphins


Bocas del Toro is a colourful and utterly Caribbean town made up of clapboard houses built by the United Fruit Company in the early 20th century. It is now a relaxed community of West Indians, Latinos and resident gringos, with a friendly, very laid back atmosphere.



It is a convenient base for exploring the archipelago as taxis marinas, taxis, ride the waters and whisk you away to remote beaches and snorkeling sites for a few dollars.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Humanity is Amazing!

MaryIris says:

After we had blogged yesterday, we decided to go to the Casa Verde for supper as they were having live music, i.e. reggae, folk. It was a beautiful place on the Caribbean Sea. We enjoyed a delicious meal, conversation with a very interesting Italian traveller and listened to great music. I decided to take a picture and could not find my camera. I looked in my bag, Gerald looked in his bag, but no luck. This was very upsetting. We decided to retrace our step to hopefully find it.

We went back to the restaurant we decided not to stay at -- but no luck. We went back to an internet we had been to -- but no luck. We then decided to go back to the other internet we had been at; hoping that they were still open as it was past 9.00 p.m. They were still open and we went in, to the computer we had blogged at and saw the camera sitting on the desk, with a young woman on the computer. We could not believe it.

The young woman was relieved to see us. She told us that she did not want to hand the camera in and this did not feel like a good option to her. So, she waited, talking to her boyfriend on the computer, hoping that the owners of the camera would come back. She said she thought that she might have to start asking at hostels and hotels about who had lost a camera. The young woman had waited for 2.5 hours. We remembered that she came into the internet cafe when we had left. The woman was from Canada -- Montreal. We were so thankful, as you can imagine. It´s great to have your faith in humanity restored , yet again.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Sunday, April 3, 2011

This morning we headed for Bocas del Toro having arranged for a shuttle to save on time, rather than taking the local bus and then arranging for a water taxi, etc. to the Island. Our trip was a mere 2.5 as opposed to 6.5 hours. As another couple shared the ride with us, the cost was reasonable. The scenery during the trip was amazing as we left the area of Boquete, which was difficult to do, and headed toward the Caribbean Sea and warmer climate. After 2.5 hours of riding and 20 minutes in the water taxi we were in Bocas del Toro, a completely different world, i.e., a beach town.


heading to Bocas del Toro


In Bocas del Toro there are many hotels to choose from and many activities to participate in. After researching our options, we decided upon a day long excursion tomorrow which includes snorkeling, seeing Dolphins, and exploring some beaches on other islands -- should be interesting. We are spending the rest evening exploring more of Bocas del Toro, before our adventure tomorrow


day trip

Saturday, April 2nd, 2011

Yesterday, we had arranged a tailor-made tour of an intensive hike that would take us to three waterfall. We were warned that we would get very muddy. Little did we know what we had ´¨asked for¨. We met our guide, Oscar, at the office this morning at 8.00 a.m. with our Nepal hiking boots on and our water ready to climb. We wondered, if perhaps, we had made an error in judgement in taking these boots, but after we had completed the hike, we were very thankful. The hike was grueling. Our guide warned us that after the second waterfall, being higher in elevation, we needed to be more careful of some poisonous plants. This was problematic in that sometimes when we were climbing and slipping because of the muddy conditions and we could not grab certain plants.


waterfall hike


On this hike, we were four of us -- ourselves, our guide, and a worker on the farm, who joined us. The worker was there to watch the private property for the owner. People hiking on this farm had to get permission. The worker carried a machete which he used to clear some of the path and specifically the poisonous plants in our way. We loved our hike -- reminding us of some of the hardwork we did climbing to Base Camp. When we got back to our hostel, I went for a wonderful massage. The massage therapist was very happy to find out that, according to her, we hiked the most beautiful area in Boquete.


waterfall hike, watch what you touch



We had arranged to change our room in our hostel this evening, as we wanted a smaller room. We were very pleased to get a more beautiful room than we already had together with a private balcony next to the river. This room was less expensive (by $5.00) -- what luck.


Boquete anniversary

In the evening, we went out for supper with a couple of other hostel-ers. Later we watched some of the festivities of the 100th Anniversary in the stage set up by the Parkett, i.e., local dancing, comedy skits (we lamented at not knowing more Spanish) etc.

coffee

For those of you who are following our blog, please forgive the lack of pictures. Unfortunately, we forgot the cable that connects the camera to computers at home. We need to get back to a larger city to get a card reader. So, for the time being, you will have to create your own ´pictures´.


We did not know, before coming to Boquete, that it is famous for its coffee. During the 19th century, farmers from North American and Europe discovered that the cool climate and rich volcanic soil of the province of Chiriqui were perfectly suited for the cultivation of coffee. Since dried beans are relatively nonperishable and easy to ship, coffee quickly surpassed other cash crops, and became an important source of revenue for the area. Panamanian coffee is highly praised for its high caffeine content and acidic, multidimensional flavour.


The biggest coup for the area of Boquete was the emergence of the Gesha coffee variety on the world scene. After winning first place in multiple international cupping competitions, Gesha became the rock star of beans. Originally from Ethiopia, the birthplace of coffee, Gesha is coveted for its light body with citrus and honey notes and jasimine-like aroma. Presently, it it the world´s most expensive coffee and sells for $104 U.S. per pound. The coffee grower who won first place internationally for his Gesha variety can demand over $300 U.S. per pound. We certainly came to the Napa Valley of coffee.

Our coffee tour was at a small independent grower, Mr. Teeto Vargas. His coffee came in second in the area competition, making him a very rich man. When we initially met him, he was printing his own brand on coffee bags with paint and a stencil. He does everything himself. This includes, growing the coffee trees, separating the beans, roasting the beans, a very time-consuming, layered process. We were also very impressed with his reuse of various pieces of equipment, i.e., light fixture containers, welding a screwdriver and spoon to put in the roasters to check the coffee beans as they roast.


We learned that light roasted coffee contains the most caffeine, up to 85 percent. While the medium roasted coffee contained 45 percent caffeine and the dark roasted beans contain approximately 15 percent caffeine. Our guide, had completed a Coffee Program and grew his own coffee beans and roasted them also. He had an entire system of the types of coffee he drank for different times of the day. He used the dark roasted coffee beans in place of decaffineated coffee. Our guide talked about the addictive quality of coffee being the taste, not the caffeine -- very interesting.


In the evening, Boquete, gearing up for its 100th Anniversary had a parade, fireworks and a live band playing downtown.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

April 1st - Boquete

We awoke early this morning, had our breakfast and proceeded to the Boquete Tree Trek for our canopy tour beginning at 8.oo a.m. Not knowing what a canopy tour was, we discovered, that it consists of a series of platforms anchored into the forest canopy that are connected by zip lines. Originally they were used by biologists to study the rainforest canopy, today they function as a way for tourists (us) to have an eco-experience. The canopy ride uses cable zip lines to take harnessed riders whizzing through the rainforest dozens of meters above the jungle floor. You ride from one platform to another, gliding over the tops of trees and vegetation.

We drove up the mountain, some 45 minutes out of town following a beautiful river valley. After a very slow, bumpy ride in the back of a large truck with a dozen other adventurers we came to our destination. Initially, our belongings were placed in lockers, then we entered the outfitting room, where we were outfitted. Then we were instructed to go to the outdoor presentation/instruction area to receive our training. After our training, we hiked through a , yet another beautiful area of the rainforest, to the first platform. Luckily, the instructions were informative, kind and encouraging. Only one person backed out of the experience. Our experience included 14 platforms and 12 zip lines. One of the zip lines was 400 metres long and facilitated the speed of 100 km an hour. We could control our speed with a hand brake. It was amazing, although somewhat trickier than it looked. Following our experience, we headed back into town for lunch and onto our next Panamanian adventure. For lunch we went to the nearest, yet again cafeteria style restaurant where the food was excellent and inexpensive. Our ´find´was later confirmed to have the best fried chicken in town.

After lunch, we headed out to meet our coffee tour guide. Unbelievably fortunate for us, we were the only people on the tour. Then, even more fortunate for us, our guide was originally from Tennesee, who spoke English and Spanish perfectly. Our tour came recommended by a Peace Corp Worker at the hostel we are staying at.


coffee farm tour

March 31st - Boquete

We decided that today would be a day to kick back and relax in the town and explore the community.

We had breakfast made in the community kitchen, cooking the groceries that we bought the night before, and ate in the lovely dining room. We spoke with some of the other travellers staying at the hostel to garner information about the town and various tours, etc.


hostal in Boquete


In the centre of Boquete is the Parque de las Madres, which is home to flowers, a fountain and a children playground. Currently, an addition is being built unto the fountain to celebrate Boquete´s hundredth anniversary.



The main street of the Park doubles as a bus station. Behind the park we discovered a lovely bridge over a river with amazing scenery containing lovely gardens belonging to the homes built on the river.


heading to Boquete, passing over the Panama Canal


We also met a lovely massage therapist, from Boston, whose office space doubled as her home. Her ´cabin´was in the middle of a paradise of more lovely gardens. She had been living in Boquete for five years and considered it her home. During the day, we also met a wonderful man, a chiropractor, whose home was about 15 minutes outside of town, a condo which is decorated impeccably. His condo was one of fifteen different buildings on the edge of a canyon spectacular. He has been living in Boquete for about two years.

We also researched our tours for the next day, April lst, decided to do zip lining in the morning and touring a coffee plantation in the afternoon. We had supper at a local cafeteria, spending $7.00 for our two meals. We later discovered that this was the best local place to eat in town. That is why it was full of many locals.