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A few minutes ago, my internet glitched while writing a post chronicling our South America Adventure. Forgive the unintended post. I will edit and complete it later today.

We’re overcome by exhaustion following our awesome South America adventure

When Jen and I scheduled our South American adventure, we were checking off an item from my bucket list. We covered most of the trip on The Norwegian Star, which only circumvented about half the continent over our twenty-four days on board. The cruise ship journey was nearly 5000 Nautical miles. Initially, I wanted to cruise from and return to Panama, making the entire journey around South America. That was neither logistically nor financially possible. No carriers are making an offer for this transit. The sheer size of the continent baffled me, as I’m sure it does many. We traveled from Panama City by plane over six hours to Satiago, Chile and returned by plane over seven hours from Rio de Janeiro.

Our adventure in South America started in Santiago. We saw treasured landmarks of the Chilean capital on a tour of Santiago. We visited the Metropolitan Cathedral of Santiago, Cerro Santa Lucia, and La Moneda Palace. We absorbed the bohemian charm of the Bellavista neighborhood and opted to explore the city’s financial district, nicknamed ‘Manhattan’ due to its skyscrapers. Our guide gave us insight into Santiago’s rich history and culture.

On Thursday evening, we enjoyed a performance by ‘Voces de América’ (America’s Voices) and the ‘Thiare’ ballet during a combination dinner show experience in Santiago. The three-course dinner of international fare was served while we enjoyed an extravaganza of typical dances from Chile’s northern, central, and southern regions, plus Easter Island. The set decoration featured exotic recreations of the’ Moai’ stone from Easter Island, perfect for our romantic evening.

The Singer

We were transported from Santiago to San Antonio on Friday, with two great adventures along the way. The first was Vina Santa Rita, one of Chile’s largest and most influential wineries. Founded in 1880, a large part of its success stems from its owner importing some of the finest French varieties, a team of top French winemakers, and specialized equipment. This investment paid off by producing some spectacular wines and changing the country’s wine industry. We enjoyed a guided tour through their vineyards and cellar, followed by wine tasting. We walked through the beautifully landscaped park and gardens following by wine tasting.

Our second stop was Parque Tricao. This private nature reserve preserves and protects 100 hectares of wetland and forest for the community. Not only are there walking trails and secluded spots to take in the park’s surroundings, but the world’s second-largest aviary and a garden inspired by Monet. We opted to spend the afternoon exploring the beautiful aviary.

Our driver delivered us to our hotel in San Antonio near the port. We met some new friends who would be cruising with us for dinner in the hotel and spent the night in anticipation of boarding our ship. The Norwegian Star is where we spent the next 24 days traveling and exploring.  I got these great photos in San Antonio before we boarded.

We set sail for Puerto Mont, Chili with a day at sea planned enroute. Unfortunately, weather prevented us from taking excursions at the stop there. We were praying for better weather. The captain traveled on, giving us another day at sea before making an unscheduled stop in Castro.

Beautiful Sunsets

We gathered with a few of our new friends for the unplanned stop at Castro. We opted to walk around and enjoy the delightful little town on the Pacific Coast of Chile.

Notice we’re wearing warmer clothes. As the adventure moved south, the weather became cooler. At the end of the day, we boarded the ship, and the captain set sail. The weather at Castro was perfect, and everyone was optimistic that we would be able to visit all of the scheduled ports and travel through the Magellan Straights and Beagle Channel before rounding Cape Horn. The captain was forced to cancel some of the best ports on the cruise prior to ours.

Thursday and Friday, we traveled through the Chilian Fjords before landing in Punta Arenas, Chile, on Saturday. We chartered a vessel to one of Chile’s largest penguin colonies. Located on Magdalena Island, the site was declared a natural monument in 1982. The boat took us for an hour along the Strait of Magellan. We were given about an hour on the island to observe the Magellan penguins in their natural habitat. A large colony of penguins nest and breed here each year between October and March. They bury their eggs in sandy burrows and under shrubs; most chicks had hatched, and we caught this adventure at the end of the breeding season. Some adult penguins had already started the migration, and the chicks were soon to follow.  They were curious and untamed – if approached too quickly, they would scamper off.

Following our amazing visit to the Penguin Habitat, Jen and I wandered around the port town before returning to the ship.

Punta Arenas

Our next stop was Ushuaia, Argentina, where we had a great tour. It began with a scenic drive to Central Station for an unforgettable trip on the Tierra del Fuego Southern Railway train to the end of the world. This railway uses the original narrow-gauge line that was part of the small train for prisoners until 1947. Prisoners were housed in a maximum-security prison deep in the forest at the very end of solid land. Escape from the region was impossible with no one ever successfully escaping. They were forced to work to build the infrastructure of what is now Ushuaia. The train carried us to the farthest south land mass of the world. We bought post cards to send to our grandchildren, but we found the post office at the end of the world closed. 

Upon arrival at the Park Station, we boarded a bus through Tierra del Fuego National Park to Lapataia Bay, marking the end of the 2,010 miles from Buenos Aires. A catamaran was waiting to return us to the ship via the Beagle Channel. En route, we saw the historic lighthouse, Les Eclaireurs, Seal Island, Isla de los Lobos, and Island of the Birds, whose names clearly express the rich wildlife we saw from the deck of the catamaran on our journey back to the ship.

Fin del Mundo lighthouse

From the bottom of the world, we sailed through the Magellan Straights and past Cape Horn. Because inquiring minds want to know, this is the closest we will get to Antarctica, and, yes, it’s cold here. Today’s high temperature was under 50 degrees F. We were blessed to have the best weather for such a journey. While on the Magellan Straight, we passed several magnificent glaciers, which we admired primarily from the inside. The passage through the Straights and past Cape Horn was early morning, and many people on the ship gathered on the deck to get pictures. The captain expertly navigated the ship through the most dangerous waters in the world while we looked on in awe.

Cape Horn

After traversing Cape Horn, we traveled on to Stanley, Falkland Islands. From the port, we traveled to a farm on a lagoon to discover a Gentoo penguin colony in their natural habitat. Upon arrival at the lagoon, we were met by rangers and were able to wander around the penguin colony and along the sandy white beach. Approximately 600 pairs of Gentoo penguins were there. The site was very photogenic, with a large lagoon and long sand beach, home to various seabirds, sea lions, and dolphins. There was a warm, comfortable place to rest where we enjoyed delicious homemade cookies (biscuits) with hot chocolate, tea, or coffee.

Our day was just getting started. We went from the farm where we found penguins to the town of Stanley. The Falkland Islands has about 2500 residents with more than 2000 living in Stanley. The islands are much bigger than we expected, with most of the territory covered with sheep farms. Here, we had no internet or telephone. Locals said they paid a high price for these things. The islands are British Territories following the Falkland Island Conflict, where Argentina tried to overthrow British rule in the eighties. Great Britian provides healthcare and education. The nation’s primary income is farming, with a small portion coming from tourism.

The town was charming, and we walked around to find the post office. Our postcards for the grandchildren needed to be mailed. It amazed us that the cost to mail them was about $5 USD for all of them. Before returning to the ship, we visited an Anglican Church, a gift shop, and a museum.

After leaving Stanley, we spent Wednesday at sea. Sea days were spent relaxing and discovering the many activities and amenities aboard the ship. We found the library and I was able to leave a copy of Murder in Eagle Cove for other passengers to enjoy.

I also participated several times in the evening Karaoke party. I was selected as a Karaoke Superstar and invited to sing with the B-12 Band in the final competition. It was an honor to be selected to compete with a very talented group of eight other competitors. I will post my performance on my YouTube channel for anyone interested. The bigger thrill for me was being invited to sing with the ships piano guy, Jamison, in the atrium on the last night on board the ship. Jen and I had become fast friends with him while on board. We sought him out and enjoyed his music as often as possible. He and the guitar player, Angel, were both immensely talented and provided excellent entertainment.

The invitation to compete.
Singing with the Piano Player

Another notable thing we experienced while cruising was the food. We both enjoyed overindulging in the great drinks and meals. I am not a big fan of sharing pictures of our food but there were times when I couldn’t resist taking a picture or two. We also came into our cabin each day to special treats which we were unsure who sent. We do know that other passengers did not share this special treat. We suspect that the management crew or our personal cruise consultant may have had something to do with it. Jen organized two special meet and greet events during the journey. Both had in excess of fifty attendees. We gave out door magnets and the management crew came in to introduce themselves to those attending.

Enjoying Cagney’s Steakhouse

After our sea day we made port in Puerto Madryn, Argentina. Located in the northwest province of Chubut, it is Patagonia’s star destination for up close and personal marine life encounters. Many people went in search of Penguins, Whales, and Dolphins. We took off for Provincial Wildlife Preserve Punta Loma. We visited a checkpoint for sea lions on the rocky dessert cliff. The dessert terrain was interesting so close to the Atlantic Ocean. We explored there finding Sea Lions on the rocks, before returning to town.

We sailed on for another day before docking at Montevideo, Uruguay’s energetic capital, where we browsed The Old City before checking out The Andes Museum 1972. It is a museum on the story of the plane accident that took place in the Andes in 1972 involving a group of Uruguayan rugby players, their friends and relatives that were traveling to Chile when the airplane crashed. Some of them belonged to the Old Christians rugby club. Their story on how they survived the tragedy was transmitted worldwide by means of books, documentaries, pictures and conferences and it was inspiration for the film Alive and many books.

The museum pays homage to the memory of the 29 people who died due to the plane accident in the Andes and to those who risked their lives to save the rest. It is a reminder of those 16 Uruguayans who came back to life after the 72 days in the Andes freezing weather conditions with no food and proper clothing. The museum displays objects, documents, and photographs related to the Andes Tragedy in 1972.

It may seem strange, but it seemed this was one of the places we visited that we talked about the most. We spent nearly two hours going through the somber place that seemed to house the ghosts of those lost in the tragedy.

After the Museum we took a walking tour of Uruguay’s capitol. There were markets, plazas and people dancing in the square. Our guide showed us the gate to the Old Town, the place where the Tango originated, the President’s office, the location where the Constitution was drafted, Mausoleum and Monument to General Jose Gervasio de Artegas, and strolled with us down the plaza.

Yesterday morning, we docked in Buenos Aires, Argentina. This is the last stop of the first leg of our cruise adventure. We will remain in the same cabin for the remaining ten days to Rio. We’ve opted to stay onboard the ship today while they do the changeover. Today we will take an excursion to Buenos Aires before the ship departs.

Last Monday, we explored Buenos Aires…

…before the ship departed on the second leg of our cruise adventure. We enjoyed an enlightening overview of Buenos Aires by visiting landmarks ranging from its most politically important square to its most characteristic neighborhoods. After departing the pier, traveled to Plaza de Mayo, arguably the most famous square in Argentina. Its name refers to the revolution that began nearby in May 1810 and led to Argentina’s independence from Spain. Some of the surrounding buildings are just as celebrated. President Juan Peron and his wife Eva, more affectionately known as Evita, delivered numerous speeches from the balcony of Casa Rosado, the executive mansion. We saw the glorious Metropolitan Cathedral adorned with frescoes and elaborate artwork. Then, it was on to the neighborhood of La Boca to view El Caminito, a street that is an open-air museum of sorts full of brightly colored buildings. Some claim the tango originated here around 1870, and tango dancers were performing in the streets. While La Boca is a working-class neighborhood, Barrio Norte is the most affluent. That became immediately apparent as we drove through it. On the way back to the pier, we went through leafy Palermo, the city’s largest neighborhood. We passed the zoo and botanical garden while looking candidly at daily life in Buenos Aires.

On Tuesday, we returned to Montevideo, Uruguay, where we journeyed back in time during our visit to Colonia del Sacramento, the oldest town in Uruguay and a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It’s renowned for its quaint historic quarter lined with colorful houses and cobblestone streets reminiscent of old Lisbon. We drove two hours through the lush countryside to this small city founded by the Portuguese in 1680 when Spain and Portugal were in the midst of conflicts. For over a hundred years, both empires fought until the Treaty of Saint Ildefonso finally awarded it to Spain. We discovered a rich cultural history as we crossed the drawbridge entrance into the old walled city, accompanied by our guide. We walked along winding streets lined with colorful colonial houses. We saw the San Francisco Convent, the Lighthouse, and the bullring in the main square. We had lunch at a typical local restaurant and some free time for exploring.

We sailed overnight to Punta del Este, Uruguay, where we took a scenic drive through Punta del Este’s most interesting beaches and neighborhoods. We discovered two unique and very interesting art collections. The art and architecture treasure trove hidden here is a secret known only to a select few. Punta del Este is known as a world-class resort and jet-set destination. Driving from the harbor, we saw the Peninsula Brava Beach and the open-air collection of sculptures at Square of the Americas, among which The Hand is a city icon. Before arriving at the Ralli Museum, we passed through the residential areas of San Rafael, Golf Park, and Beverly Hills. Located in the emerald green setting of Beverly Hills, the museum houses a collection of works by Latin American painters and sculptors and European artists such as Salvador Dali. From there, we visited the Pablo Atchugarry Foundation, where we admired some impressive marble sculptures, among other works of art. This nonprofit organization has created a space of ideal union between art and nature. During our visit, we saw the artist’s workshop, exhibition halls, and a permanent collection and works of Pablo Atchugarry.

Thursday was spent at sea, and we landed in Balneario (Camboriu), Brazil, on Friday.

Saturday, we made port at São Paulo (Santos), Brazil, where we discovered the flavor of a pleasant holiday resort with magnificent beaches and stunning views. Our excursion began with a panoramic drive to the Coffee Museum through the historic city center. The former palace was inaugurated in 1922 to celebrate 100 years of Brazilian independence. The architecture of the building is quite unique in São Paulo State and includes a 120-foot clock tower and four statues representing Industry, Commerce, Production, and Navigation. Wall paintings recall the history of Santos from its early times to the present. The building was restored in 1998 and, since that time, has housed the Coffee Museum. Continuing on, we visited the Museum of the Santos Futebol Club. The history of the Santos Futebol Club covers many chapters of the team’s glory and victories. FIFA has recognized the team as “the best 20th Century Team on the American Continent”. Next, we went to the cool, shady realm of the Botanical Gardens, where we strolled among giant subtropical and tropical trees and stopped to see the aviary with its macaws, toucans, and parrots. The garden’s main attraction was the Orchidarium with more than 100 specimens of exotic blooms. From there, our drive took us along Gonzaga Beach, the curving stretch of white sand bordered by hotels and condominiums, appearing much like a resort on the French Riviera. From there, we made our way back to the pier.

Yesterday, we were in Ilhabela, Brazil, where we enjoyed our day on the amazing island and discovered the peace of nature in a tour where our driver was our guide in a powerful 4×4 Jeep. Following tendering to the downtown pier, we set off through the island and “Mata Atlantica” rain forest on a 25-minute drive to 3 Tombos Waterfalls in the open-air jeep. Those falls were the easiest to access, and it was possible to park the jeep nearby. It is one of the most pleasant for bathing on the island. Here, we enjoyed the breathtaking waterfall. Next, we drove to Curral Beach, one of the most beautiful beaches on the North Coast. There was a time here to enjoy the beach and take a swim. After more than 3 hours exploring beautiful beaches, waterfalls, and view of the spectacular “Mata Atlântica” rain forest, we drove back to the city’s center. Our guide gave us time to explore the streets and shops of Ilhabela before taking the tender back to the ship.

Today, we’ve landed in Ilha Grande, Brazil.

Last Monday…

…the ship anchored in Ilha Grande, Brazil, where we dared to take two great excursions. We tendered to the pier to sail on a schooner to two of Ilha Grande’s most idyllic snorkeling spots: the Blue Lagoon and an isolated beach on the island’s north side. After departing from the pier in a schooner, we sailed off for the Blue Lagoon, a beautiful body of water known for its brilliant color and astounding clarity. During the hour it took to reach the lagoon, we enjoyed a unique perspective of Ilha Grande, taking in its densely forested shoreline. The entire island is protected environmentally, so nature reigns supreme. Upon arriving at the Blue Lagoon, we saw boaters feeding the fish with breadcrumbs, which attracted huge schools. The waters are typically calm and shallow, making the lagoon ideal for snorkeling. Countless species of tropical fish thrive here, and we saw sea turtles, starfish, and sea horses. Dolphins also frequent the lagoon, and it was a real treat to see them playfully zipping through the sea. The setting couldn’t have been more inviting. Sailing on, we passed Love Beach before coming upon beautiful Praia de Fora, another idyllic beach on the northern tip of Ilha Grande. We enjoyed the golden sand, swam, and strolled along the shore. This beach is pristine because of its remote location, and the vegetation is thick and lush right up to the sand. After about an hour at Praia de Fora, we will sailed back to the pier.

Once back at the pier, we explored on foot the Portuguese-founded island of Ilha Grande, a bio-diverse wonderland that was once notorious as a pirate refuge, leper colony, and Alcatraz-style prison. As we departed the pier on foot, we were soon immersed in Ilha Grande State Park, a biological reserve established in 1971. Along the way, our guide discussed the park’s flora and fauna, which includes colorful parrots, exotic hummingbirds, and stout capybaras, the world’s largest rodent. Because the entire island is protected environmentally, it boasts one of South America’s most diverse ecosystems. Unfortunately, many of the animals are endangered. After pausing at the lovely San Sebastian church, we learned about Ihla Grande’s infamous past as an entry point for African slaves. Later, the island supported a leper colony and a political prison. The prison, known as the “devil’s cauldron,” is now in ruins. The guardhouse still stands, though, and we had the opportunity to take some photos there. Another photo opportunity awaited at Black Beach, a beautiful stretch of black sand because it contains so much dark quartz. We had some free time to stroll along the shore of Preta Beach before following a trail to Ilha Grande’s old aqueduct, a beautiful structure partially covered with tropical vines. We then took a refreshing dip in a nearby lake before returning to the pier.

Tuesday, the ship dropped anchor at Buzios, Brazil. Buzios is a wonderful resort town boasting many inviting beaches, and the Buzios Trolley is the perfect way to get acquainted with this idyllic peninsula. It was a short walk from the tender pier to the Trolley, where, once aboard, we set off on a leisurely tour that included seeing twelve beaches and two belvederes. The Trolley was open, providing unobstructed views and allowing us to drink in the invigorating pure air and feel the refreshing ocean breezes. As we traveled along the coast, we passed an amazing stretch of golden sand beaches, each highlighting why Buzios is becoming a sought-after destination. The delightful Trolley navigation of Buzios included five photo stops and a drive through the downtown area. We found ourselves back at the tender pier after about two delightful hours.

Our super adventure was winding down, and on Wednesday, we made our final port at Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The last few days of our time in South America were spent exploring Rio. We took the remainder of the day to disembark and get to our accommodations in Rio before exploring the bucolic neighborhood of Santa Teresa and downtown Ancient Rio during a guided tour. We visited the France Brazil House, Arcos da Lapa, Teles Arches, and Praça XV in Ancient Rio. In Santa Teresa, we admired the stately mansions from the early 1900s and viewed the neighborhood’s original tram, built in 1897. We learned about the importance of both of these neighborhoods in Rio’s past through commentary from our guide.

What To Expect:

  1. Santa Teresa Bucolic neighborhood, home to several painters. Admire the wonderful mansions which date back to the 20th century and be amazed at its history. The neighborhood still has the tram which was built back in 1897. 1 hour • Admission Ticket Free
  2. Centro Cultural Municipal Parque das Ruinas Former home to a preeminent female art supporter, Laurinda Santos Lobo, the Parque das Ruínas is now a cultural center that keeps her legacy of supporting artists everywhere. 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  3. Carioca Aqueduct It used to transport water, but now is a popular means of transportation for residents of Santa Teresa. 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Not Included
  4. Praca Quinze de Novembro The square is located in the historical centre of Rio de Janeiro and is surrounded by the Palácio Tiradentes, the Legislative Assembly of Rio de Janeiro; and the Paço Imperial. The Praça XV Station is a ferry terminal servicing a number of destinations in the city of Rio de Janeiro and Niteroi 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  5. Arco do Teles Located in what was once the downtown market of the city, it has small streets and alleys full of bars and small restaurants. 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  6. Cinelandia Famous square in downtown Rio, surrounded by historical buildings with great places to take a picture. 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  7. Museu Nacional De Belas Artes Designed in 1908 by architect Adolfo Morales de los Rios to host the National School of Fine Arts, heir to the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts, this building was built during the urban modernization carried out by mayor Pereira Passos in the then Federal Capital. We do not enter, but we take time enjoying the architecture aspects of this building. 10 minutes • Admission Ticket Not Included
  8. Theatro Municipal do Rio de Janeiro Inaugurated in 1909, the Theatro Municipal is one of the most importante theaters of Brazil and Latin America. The Theatro Municipal has drawn international artists and important names from Brazilian culture, including dancers, musicians, opera singers, and performing artists. Since the 1930s, the Theatro Municipal of Rio de Janeiro has maintained its artistic independence, and is the only Brazilian institution to have its own choir, a symphony orchestra, and ballet company. We do not enter, but we take time enjoying the architecture aspects of this building. 10 minutes • Admission Ticket Not Included
  9. National Library (Biblioteca Nacional) The biggest library in Latin America was founded in 1810 by D. João VI, the King of Portugal. It is an imponent building with an archive of almost 9 millions items in downtown Rio that holds rare books, manuscripts, original letters written by Princess Isabel, the first newspapers printed in the country, and two copies of the precious Mainz Psalter Bible, printed in 1492. We do not enter, but we take time enjoying the architecture aspects of this building. 10 minutes • Admission Ticket Not Included

On Thursday, we got up early to see the sunrise at the Dona Marta Lookout. It is a great visual and photographic experience, very suitable for those who want to be at a considerable height, have amazing photos, and without climbing the Pedra da Gávea. Haha For me it’s in the TOP 5 (top five) of the best views of Rio de Janeiro. # RJ21 From the top of its 350 meters above sea level we see Guanabara Bay, Niterói, Sugar Loaf Mountain, the Lagoon and Christ the Redeemer, which will be right before our eyes and with open arms to all. This tour can be done on cloudy days, as there is no trail, only a staircase with about 30 steps. ** Canceled in case of rain. 2 to 4 hours (may be increased if you add some other photographic experience at Parque Lage, Botanical Gardens or Christ the Redeemer, for example). I suggest wearing light or strikingly stylish clothes. LOL WE WILL SEEK YOU AT HIS HOTEL AT 4:45 AM Transport from Barra da Tijuca or south zone. In other places, please consult if there is a price change.

IEWPOINT DONA MARTA AT SUNRISE

Overview The photographs taken at this place are one of the best in Rio de Janeiro. And we have the ease of arriving by car without having to make a trail. Other than that the look is one of the most beautiful in the city!

What’s Included:

Private transportation

Photographs

What’s not included:

Breakfast

Gratuities

What To Expect – Contemplating

TIJUCA FOREST AND BOTANICAL GARDEN

Overview – The Tijuca National Forest is one of the largest urban rainforests in the world, set on mountain slopes just west of Rio de Janeiro. With this tour, discover two of the city’s nature sites, starting with a guided walk through the Rio Botanical Gardens, including the Turtle Lake and Sensory Garden. Then, hike through Tijuca, learn more about the native plants and wildlife, and admire Taunay Waterfall. Two guided nature walks in one half-day tour Admire views of Christ the Redeemer and Sugarloaf from Tijuca Learn about Brazil’s native plants and flowers from your guide Hassle-free pickup and drop-off at your Rio South Zone hotel

What’s Included:

Roundtrip transportation via air-conditioned vehicle

All taxes, fees and handling charges

Tickets to the Botanical Garden of Rio de Janeiro (for option with all tickets included)

Professional guide with live tour commentary in English, Spanish, and Portuguese

Pickup and drop-off from the main hotels in the South Zone (Copacabana, Leme, Ipanema, and Leblon

What’s not included:

Food or drinks

Gratuities

What To Expect:

  1. Botanical Garden Discover the diversity of Brazilian and foreign flora with a tour at the Botanical Garden in Rio de Janeiro. 1 hour • Admission Ticket Included
  2. Vista Chinesa Visit the Vista Chinesa gazebo and enjoy a panoramic view of Rio de Janeiro – (the visit is temporarily suspended while it is not accessible by vehicles). 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  3. Parque Nacional da Tijuca Contemplate the incredible beauty of the Tijuca National Park, one of the largest urban forests in the world. 1 hour • Admission Ticket Free
  4. Cascatinha Taunay Observe the Taunay Waterfall at the Tijuca Natinal Forest. 10 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  5. Capela Mayrink Observe Capela Mayrink with ist simple beauty that stands out at the Tijuca National Forest 10 minutes • Admission Ticket Free

On Friday, we took a full day in Rio (A full city tour)

Overview – We selected the main tourist spots in Rio de Janeiro to be visited in a unique and dynamic itinerary, with comfort and safety. In addition, we offer the accompaniment of a local guide that maximizes the experience of our tourists telling the curiosities and historical facts of the city. We work with the best tourism professionals and excellent suppliers, so that we can provide an exclusive experience to our customers.

What’s Included

Lunch (not including drinks and dessert)

Air-conditioned vehicle

Ticket for the Sugarloaf Cable Car

Christ the Redeemer Ticket

Bilingual Tourism Guide

What To Expect:

  1. Corcovado – Christ the Redeemer Van ascent through Tijuca Forest 1 hour 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Included
  2. Sugarloaf Mountain Cable car ride (Bondinho) to Morro da Urca and Morro do Pão de Açúcar 1 hour 30 minutes • Admission Ticket Included
  3. Escadaria Selaron Free time for photos on the Staircase 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  4. Maracanã Visit to the outside area of the maracanã – Photo stop at the Belleni Statue 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  5. Sambodromo da Marques de Sapucai Photo stop at Rio’s Sambadrome (temporarily due to a pandemic, the place is closed, making it impossible to stop) 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  6. The Metropolitan Cathedral of Saint Sebastian Photo stop and internal visit 20 minutes • Admission Ticket Free
  7. Centro Lunch at an open buffet restaurant. (included, except drinks and desserts) 1 hour • Admission Ticket Free

Musings from Peru

Ready for Takeoff

Jen and I maintain that living in Panama is perfect for exploring our bucket list of world destinations. In early December, we headed for Peru to check off a destination that got stuck in cold storage during COVID-19.

We landed in Lima, a port city in the desert with a huge population and dozens of great things to explore. This would be a stopover on our way to Cusco, where we would base while exploring Machu Picchu, Incan ruins, Rainbow Mountain, and more. While in Lima, we saw some great parks, a museum, magnificent dancing fountains, and a mall built into the side of a cliff overlooking the Pacific. We found that transportation outside our prearranged tours was easy and cheap by using Uber.

Christmas Tree at Larcomar Mall Lima
The park above the Larcomar Mall

On day one in Lima, we had a little time to explore and found a great mall constructed on the side of a cliff overlooking the Pacific. When the Uber driver delivered us to the mall he asked if the location was suitable. I didn’t see the mall…only a park. The mall was situated below the park at street level and couldn’t be seen from the street. He told us to take the moving stairs down.  After a short walk through the park, we found the escalator leading down to one of the most amazing shopping destinations we have ever experienced. We didn’t buy anything due to our luggage restrictions, which were coming in a few days when we would be traveling on three domestic flights within the country. We found a restaurant and had lunch before returning to the hotel to prepare for our evening. The tour company was picking us up for the Magic Water Circuit by Night.

Magic Water Circuit by Night.
Magic Fountain

Jen and I had a private tour on this one, and the guide was everything you hope for when booking such an excursion. The Magic Water Circuit occupies a complex of green spaces of 180,000 square meters with thirteen ornamental fountains and striking lighting effects that have set the Guinness Record for the largest fountain complex in the world in a public park. The crowds reminded me of Disney. The people were gathering with friends and family to enjoy this magical place. The main pool of the circuit had a fountain that shot water to heights of eighty meters. A crown of vertical jets created fantasy multi-colored laser projections, while the vast central dome water formed the image of a Lily flower.

The main attraction was the “Fuente de la Fantasia,” a cybernetic pool 120 meters long that, thanks to technology, turned water into a dance and color show. The crowds at this fountain were easily ten people deep, making it difficult to get great pictures. Pictures would not do it justice in any case, as it was like a moving picture on the face of a fountain.

We captured pictures of nearly all 13 as we proceeded through the maze of beautiful fountains.  The tour was awesome.

It was a bit cold in Lima to get wet, but we made the trek through the center of the fountain Tunnel of Surprises in the video above. We emerged mostly dry, with the tour guide right behind us.

The next morning, Jen and I were up early with plenty of time for breakfast, a walk in the park across the street, and a visit to an art gallery hosting a unique collection of art called Erosion. It was the last day of the exhibit, and we felt fortunate to have been able to see it. The other really neat thing about our hotel’s location is that great restaurants and shops surrounded the park, unofficially called cat park, and it was full of cats who made it their home. People there feed them, and they seemed more than comfortable to make the park their home. There was an exhibit in the park of local artists displaying and selling their work.

Officially, our tour group was twelve people with whom we would spend most of the first few days in Peru. Jen and I traveled a day early, allowing us that fabulous first-day tour of the magic fountains. On day two, we caught up with the remainder of our group for a tour of Lima’s Colonial Center, the Major Square, the Government Palace, the Cathedral Basilica, the Archbishop’s Palace, and the Municipality of Lima.

Our first tour group

We had upgraded our accommodations and selected some upgraded tour experiences, so you will see another couple, Lee and Chelle, with whom we spent most of the time. They also selected some upgrades. We met them that second day in the hotel lobby while waiting for the tour bus.

The afternoon tour was filled with beautiful architecture and great information about Peru. Our guide was the same as the previous night, and we were happy to have her back. She was a fountain of knowledge (no pun intended). A picture paints a thousand words, so I will shamelessly share many amazing pictures without much commentary here. It seems like it was a lifetime ago that we had this tour. It started in The Gran Hotel Bolivar in Colonial Square, which hosted many celebrities and dignitaries. It continued through the Colonial Center, ending in the Convent of San Francisco. In Colonial Peru, a convent was home to Priests.

After the walking tour of the Colonial Center, our tour guide continued to give us details of the history and culture of Lima on our ride back to our hotels in the Miraflores neighborhood. On the ride, one of the other people on tour, a self-proclaimed foodie, told us that one of the top-rated restaurants in the world was near our hotel. They had tried to get in, but it was booked months in advance. With an appetite from a long day of exploring, Jen and I set out on foot for dinner after being dropped off at the hotel. We were grateful for the safe neighborhood. We walked a few blocks to a restaurant recommended by our guide. The food in Peru was good. We avoided a few things, like the guinea pig, at the advice of the tour operator.

Our first domestic flight to Cusco.

The following morning, we had breakfast, and the tour company picked us up for our domestic flight to Cusco. The flight was relatively short, taking us from the desert climate just above sea level in Lima to the highest altitude commercial airport in the world at Cusco. The altitude in Cusco is just over 11,150 feet above sea level. From the airport in Cusco, we were whisked away to Sacred Valley, where they left us at our hotels. Sacred Valley is at a slightly lower altitude than Machu Picchu, which is just under 8,000 feet. We had the remainder of the day free to acclimate to the altitude. Our hotel was a fifteenth-century monastery, San Agustin Monasterio de la Recoleta. It was a bit off the beaten path. We found cocoa tea available, which we sipped to make the altitude more bearable. Many people in the tour group took drugs for altitude sickness. Experts say to avoid alcohol and red meat while keeping portions small and consuming extra water to avoid altitude sickness. Jen and I took the advice of the experts and took a regimen of an herbal remedy, which we picked up at the pharmacy in Lima. Our struggle with the altitude was minimal. We had a light dinner in the hotel and turned in early to rest for our tour of Machu Picchu the following day.

One of the upgrades was our accommodations at the San Agustin de la Recoleta. Another was the magnificent 360-degree Vistadome train ride to Aguas Calientes, where we would board a passenger bus for the fifteen-minute ride to the base of Machu Picchu.

We were delighted by the mountain vistas on the train ride, which lasted almost two hours. We were served coffee and a snack while enjoying a cultural performance of actors dressed in period Incan costumes. The train ride seemed short, with the beautiful views touching nearly all of our senses. After leaving the train, we boarded the passenger bus, which navigated the remainder of the trip to Machu Picchu. The bus traversed the steep mountain road, weaving through many switchbacks. This is the only way to reach Machu Picchu for old people. Traditionally, people will hike the Inca Trail to the ruins. Hiking the Inca Trail is difficult, and hikers need adequate physical preparation. Some sections of the route are more difficult than others, involving steep ascents, high altitudes, and long days on the trail.

The Inca Trail to Machu Picchu is the most famous and one of the best hikes in South America. Few routes can compete with it, as it contains along its route several archaeological sites over 500 years old and mountains that leave you with your mouth open. History tells us that the Inca Empire stretched across territories in what is now Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Chile, Argentina, Brazil, and Bolivia, and the original trail extended approximately 25,000 miles through these areas.

During the 15th and 16th centuries, the Inca Trail was used as a key trade route and for transportation. However, some parts were also used for ceremonial purposes. Therefore, there are many fascinating theories about the purpose of the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu, built at the height of the Inca Empire. Researchers believe it served as an annual pilgrimage route in honor of Inti, the Inca Sun God, who is believed to have been born on the Island of the Sun in Lake Titicaca. The trail is said to follow the path of the Sun’s rays during certain times of the year, from Lake Titicaca to Machu Picchu. The Inca Trail is extensive as it covers all of Peru and reaches Ecuador in the north and Bolivia in the south, but if we talk about the classic Inca Trail to Machu Picchu, it takes 2 to 4 days to cover. To hike this route to Machu Picchu, the Peru government requires you to hire an authorized guide service or tour company with the necessary permits to take hikers on the trip.

I advise you to take this adventure while still young enough to hike on the Inca Trail. For our purposes, my only regret was that we didn’t get the permit for the hike to the top of Machu Picchu Mountain, the highest mountain behind the Inca citadel. This incredible excursion takes approximately 4 hours round trip, starting at the citadel of Machu Picchu, walking through the Inca Trail hidden under the forest, and reaching the top of this impressive mountain. The government allows only 400 people per day to make this hike.

The summit of Machu Picchu Mountain

My research indicated that you would find yourself surrounded by a variety of flowers and wildlife, including orchids, begonias, ferns, and beautiful hummingbirds, while enjoying the exceptional view of the citadel of Machu Picchu, the Urubamba River flowing below and all the sacred mountains surrounding Machu Picchu.

The Machu Picchu Mountain has a special meaning for the Incas. Below this mountain, two rivers from the most sacred mountains of the Incas come together in a confluence. From the south runs the Urubamba River that rises in the Ausangate area, and from the west comes the Aobamba River that rises in the Salkantay Mountain. For this reason, the Machu Picchu Mountain becomes a monument of worship to the sacred waters.

Reaching the top of this mountain requires moderate climbing ability, as there are parts where it is very steep, but it is not considered dangerous. The hiking trail is well maintained; it is a paved path with many steps, although it zigzags in places.

Many tourists who climb Huayna Picchu and Machu Picchu Mountain consider the latter to have a beautiful view. Still, Huayna Picchu is the better option in terms of Inca engineering.

The tour of the main sites of Machu Picchu took us about two hours. There are days when we were told the ruins can be very crowded. Tickets are limited to 2500 sold per day. Many of the important sites of Machu Picchu are no longer accessible on a single ticket. For example, the entrance of Huayna Picchu will require a separate ticket.

The Sanctuary of Machu Picchu is considered one of the most beautiful and mystical places of the Inca Empire. It is located between the mountains of Machu Picchu and Huayna Picchu. Walking among the ancient walls, gates, paths, and stairways gives a unique feeling to this archaeological site, which will transport you back many centuries. Spanish conquerors never reached Machu Picchu. Machu Picchu was declared a Peruvian Historic Sanctuary in 1982 and a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1983. In 2007, Machu Picchu was voted one of the World’s New Seven Wonders in a worldwide internet poll.

On the day we were there, the weather was cool and misty. The crowds were tolerable, and our tour was a delight. I cultivated some of the history and information above from www.machu-picchu.org and Wikipedia. The guides are a wealth of information; however, remembering everything they share is nearly impossible. We left this magical place and returned to our hotel. It was late when we returned, and we turned in early for an early return to Cusco the next morning.

On day six of our adventure, we traveled back to Cusco. The tour company delivered us to our hotel, and we took the opportunity to explore a bit and grab some lunch. The Plaza de Armas, or Main Plaza, is one of the main tourist attractions of the city of Cusco. We found it about four blocks from our hotel. Here, we found a couple of great Peruvian restaurants, shops, and a flurry of activity. Several religious temples (the Cathedral, the Church of the Society of Jesus, and the Chapel of Triumph) are accompanied by beautiful portals with colonial arches. The square was decorated for Christmas, and we were lucky to witness some traditional celebrations during our visits there. The walk was easy, and we felt safe even at night.

Jen and I had arranged a Pisco Tasting Experience for the early evening. Most visitors to Peru only try the national liquor mixed into a Pisco Sour. Our Pisco tasting tour offered a deeper insight through tastings of different varieties and infused Pisco’s. We learned to taste and pair Pisco properly and how to mix a classic Pisco Sour and Chilcano cocktail. Small appetizer dishes accompanied the tastings.

Jose closed the class by presenting several Piscos infused with different things. We particularly enjoyed the ghost pepper-infused Pisco. However, the fruits were delightful as well. We will be infusing some Pisco when we return to Panama. Pisco is not widely available in the United States. It’s produced in Peru and Argentina; however, the Argentinian Pisco may not be as good. Look for it to be crystal clear (not yellow).

Jose is very passionate about the birds of Peru and conducts birdwatching tours. He shared something of great importance to him. He informed us that 20% of the proceeds from our class help fund the Avistando Peru Project—the first channel in Peru that promotes birdwatching in Spanish among Peruvians. Participation helps make a significant impact on the environment and nature conservation in Peru. The aim is to combat ongoing pollution, illegal logging, wildlife hunting, and other factors threatening our world.

Following the Pisco Experience, we returned to our hotel and prepared for a full day of tours on day seven. Our time in Peru was moving at warp speed, and we were exhausted.

We were impressed with our accommodations in Cusco. It was part of the upgrade plan. The Hotel Xima was beautiful and comfortable but convenient and in a location where we could walk to almost everything. There was a huge artisan market and a park across the street. There were also many restaurants within walking distance and a nice Peruvian Restaurant in the hotel lobby. The breakfasts were good, and the staff was attentive.

We woke up early, rested for adventure, and had breakfast in the hotel before meeting our tour group for the last day we would spend together. The tour company had us touring many interesting places. Our first stop, Tambomachay, is an Inca archaeological site outside Cusco. Its precise function is unknown, but it may have served as a ceremonial site, an Inca spa, or a military outpost—or perhaps a mix of all three.

It sits on a hill about 4 miles north of Cusco, about 12,150 feet above sea level. The structure consists of three stepped terraces of precise Inca stonework, with trapezoidal niches built into some retaining walls. The whole thing is built over a natural spring, continuously feeding a series of small aqueducts, canals, and waterfalls built into the terraces.

As with so many Incan archaeological sites, there’s a strong possibility that Tambomachay served more than one purpose. It was easy to imagine it as a military outpost, a ceremonial center, or a spa for overworked Inca rulers. We quickly learned that the Inca empire stretched for what is now several countries and approximately 2500 miles of trails connecting hundreds of ruins similar to Machu Picchu. It is believed that Cusco was the center of the Incan Empire.

From Tambomachay, our group traveled to an alpaca farm. The farm sat behind a textile store where we learned about the raising and manufacturing of Alpaca, Vicuna, Cuanaco, and Llama wool. Baby Alpaca garments are made from only the first shearing of the Alpaca. We learned to tell the difference and purchased some Baby Alpaca gloves for our upcoming trip around South America in March. The weather at Cape Horn will require some warm garments.

Our next stop was the ruins at Saqsaywaman, a former Inca fortress perched atop the hill above Cusco, an ancient ruin with an eye-catching landscape. On a clear day, the views over the city and valley will take your breath away.

Saqsaywaman is an extraordinary site with three terraces built by the Incas for fortification purposes. Moreover, Saqsaywaman is a part of UNESCO sites in the Cusco area.

Fitting the huge boulders with surgical precision was the Inca’s trademark, and this site has some excellent structures proving this point. And the Incas did all this precise work without using a mortar. More than twenty thousand workers moved the massive chunks of stone from the local quarries without the knowledge of the wheel is just another mind-blowing piece of trivia.

Without any doubt, Saqsaywaman is one of the best ruins in Cusco.

Our next visit was another interesting Inca site, Q’enco. The rock carving done here is quite a feat. Floors, ceilings, walls, tables, and niches were carefully carved from living rock. Without a doubt, it was a place of worship for secret and hidden rites. The site builders completed their composition with service rooms on the perimeter. It also has platforms and channels for the evacuation of rainwater.

The mystery of the Andean cult is one of the attractions of the Inca culture. The so-called “Room of Sacrifices” creates doubts that have not yet been resolved. It is an underground chamber carved entirely out of a gigantic rock. The lower portion of the great rocky area has carved floors, ceilings, walls, tables, cupboards, and openings. It is said that this underground chamber may have been used to embalm dried apricots, but it is also possible that human and animal sacrifices were carried out there.

Our guide explained that important Inca leaders may have been buried here, with the common people being buried in graves nearby. He believes the “Room of Sacrifices” may have been a simple embalming room where the dead were prepared for burial. The platform in the chamber was very cold to the touch, making it an excellent place to perform this task.

We took the trail through the site, which led us through the Morticians Chamber and to a magnificent view of Cusco. The driver picked us up at the end of the trail.

We moved on to our next stop at Coricancha. It’s a place you can’t miss in Cusco for its amazing construction and the historical treasure adorning its walls. When the Spanish arrived in Cusco, they destroyed most of Coricancha, and the Santo Domingo Church was built on the foundations and the remaining walls of the temple, preserving only a small part of its indigenous beauty. These ruins are located in Santo Domingo Plaza in Cusco.

Coricancha was the center of Cusco in more ways than just geographical. It was also the religious center, a sacred place where appreciation was shown for Inti, the Inca Sun God. It was the only temple that existed for religious ceremonies and was the most sacred temple of all the Incas. To enter the temple, worshippers needed to have been barefoot, fasting, and carrying a heavy load upon their backs as a sign of humility to the god.

Many historians have written that once the Spanish arrived in Cusco, they were blinded by its grandeur; every wall was covered with a layer of gold, and there were deities everywhere to celebrate the different gods of the Inca Empire, such as a silver depiction of the Moon Goddess. The concentration of the precious metals made the whole area shine. There were animal figures made entirely from gold filling the gardens, and the Spaniards had never seen so much gold in one place before. Most of these pieces were sent to the King of Spain as a ‘thank you’ for allowing the expeditions to South America to take place.

We continued to the Cathedral of Cusco. No pictures were allowed inside the Cathedral. It was so beautiful that it left a lump in my throat. Regardless of your religious belief, this is one place that you don’t want to miss.

It has splendid altars of Renaissance, Baroque, and neoclassical styles. Its carved wooden pulpit and the choir stalls are magnificent works of Cusquenian craftsmanship. It also highlights its collection of canvases of the Cuzco school with works by Diego Quispe Tito, Basilio Santa Cruz Pumacallo, Basilio Pacheco, and Marcos Zapata, creator of a unique “last supper” in which the main dish is roasted guinea pig. The Sacristy is decorated with several paintings of the bishops who have ruled the Archbishopric of Cusco. The choir of the Cathedral is built of cedar wood, Baroque with Neoclassical style. The main altar of the Cathedral was decorated with the most important colonial gold and silver work in South America, using more than 1250 kilos of silver. There are around 300 paintings, which were the inspiration of different indigenous, mestizo, and European artists.

Cathedral of Cusco

This was the last stop with our original tour group. The tour company delivered us to our hotels after we visited Plaza de Armas (The Main Plaza). Our guide for the day shared a great photo of the group below. A couple of people were missing from the day’s tour. After a week in Peru, many were exhausted, and a few were under the weather or suffering from the altitude.

The other couple, Lee and Chelle, who were on the upgrade plan, went with us to a dinner that the tour company had organized. This replaced something that had to be canceled due to a shortage of interest. The four of us were picked up and transported to a restaurant on the main square. Our dinner and show were included in the package. While the show was entertaining, the authentic Peruvian food was not so good. It was good to have this opportunity to visit with them again before they departed. With the entire group leaving early the next morning, Jen and I would have two more days to adventure in Cusco.

We wished Lee and Chelle a fond farewell in the hotel lobby before leaving for the night. Jen and I had a couple of tours planned for our bonus days in Cusco. We wanted to be fresh and rested. The best was yet to come. If you’re thinking that this is a long post, you’re right. Don’t leave now, or you’ll miss the best of our Peru adventure. Still to come are more great Inca Ruins, the Salt Flats at Maranas, Rainbow Mountain, the Amazon Rain Forest, and purchasing some souvenirs along with Baby Alpaca treasures.

The next morning, we got up and had breakfast in the hotel. Our tour guide picked us up in front of the hotel, and off we went on a tour that ended up being private. When tours don’t fill up, they often cancel them, but in this case, we had the driver and tour guide all to ourselves. Our first adventure was at another textile place. We spent about a half hour sipping Cocoa Tea, learning about Alpaca wool, and shopping a bit. The people working here were all dressed in costume and had a great selection of things. The prices weren’t the best we had seen, and we were still timid about purchasing much before our final two domestic flights. We didn’t want to be overweight. We found one Baby Alpaca table runner that we bought.

Our next destination was our last Inca ruin, possibly one of the most unusual and memorable. Moray is believed to have served as an important agricultural research center for the Incas, demonstrating their advanced ability to cultivate various crops in the challenging Andean environment.

The site is best known for its three groups of circular terraces. Each of these terraces has 12 levels, with the largest depression having a spectacular diameter of 600 feet. From the highest terrace to the lowest, the descent is about 490 feet, making the Moray ruins one of the most fascinating man-made sites.

Many archaeologists and anthropologists believe the Moray ruins were once used for agricultural experiments. Some of the evidence that supports that is the extensive irrigation system (fueled by water from a reservoir located high in the mountains) engineered into the terraces.

Another fascinating observation is the temperature difference. From the highest to the lowest terrace, the temperature differs by 41 °F, and the sun hits each terrace at different angles and intensities.

The microclimate at Moray likely allowed the Incas to do agricultural research and identify the best conditions for crops to thrive. Even more, all this suggests that the Incas utilized their knowledge of the environment to capitalize on their natural resources.

While there is no written evidence, based on the agricultural practices in the Andean region, the Incas likely farmed crops such as potatoes and quinoa, as well as Amazonian plants suited to milder temperatures. Corn was likely another major crop cultivated at Moray due to its significance in different religious ceremonies in the Inca Empire.

The Entrance to the Salt Pools

From Moray, we continued to the salt mines of Maras. Like a blanket of snow covering the slopes of Andean mountains, they extend beautifully into the Sacred Valley of the Incas. It’s a spectacular view of more than 300 pools in various colorful shades. The salt mines are located in an orogenic depression called “Cachi Raqay,” a Quechua term that translates into Spanish means “salt gorge.” This gorge is located on the slopes of the Cruzmoqo mountain and at the base of the Llaully Moqo and Chupayoq Moqo mountains.

In the 1980s, the people of Maras took possession of the salt mines. They established the company Marasal S.A., owned by the communities of Maras and Pichingoto, which is responsible for managing and marketing salt for the domestic and world markets. Today, about 400 families own the salt pools. Each family manages their pools, contributing to the positive economy of the area.

On our last full day in Cusco, Jen and I enjoyed the best time in Peru. Our day started at 4:00 a.m. when the tour operator picked us up.  After two and a half hours, we stopped in the town of Japura for breakfast. Most of the way, the tour bus had been quiet while we and the eight other adventurers tried to get some sleep on the ride.

Rainbow Mountain

We were bound for Rainbow Mountain, a painted land unlike any other. The sweeping valley of vibrant colors, ranging from lavender, turquoise, and red, causes one to wonder how this is possible. The vibrant coloration in Rainbow Mountain’s layers is largely due to the weather and mineralogy. The red-tinted layers often indicate iron oxide rust as a trace mineral. Think of it like this: you know how a nail will rust and turn red when oxidized? The same reaction happens here. Specific sediment that is exposed to oxygen and water will change color. In addition, the sedimentary layers have been tilted on their side, exposing stripped intervals.

Not only is the mountain a beautiful place to reconnect with nature, but it is also a site of worship. Since pre-Inca times, Peruvians have believed Rainbow Mountain to be the deity of Cusco and refer to the land as an Apu (a worship site). To this day, the locals return to Rainbow Mountain for daily worship and to give offerings.

Our trek to Rainbow Mountain continued after a filling breakfast. The tour operator instructed us for our ATV adventure for the remainder of our ride. As the sun rose, the steep dirt road up the mountain had everyone’s attention. The vistas of the Andes Mountains with the rushing rivers below and beside the van kept our attention as the driver navigated the road.

Nearly an hour after breakfast, we reached the place where we hopped onto our ATVs and continued our journey. The views were spectacular, and the one-hour ride went by in a breeze. This was much better than hiking the entire distance to the summit of Vinicunca (Rainbow Mountain). The tour operator instructed us that we had three options from that point. We could hike the remaining 1.5 km to the summit, ride with a native on a motorcycle, or take a horse. Despite the altitude, Jen and I opted to hike it. We felt good and capable of the distance. I should mention that the mountain has an altitude of 17,100 feet above sea level.

Our Happy Group.

The 35-minute hike was far longer for us. We underestimated the lack of oxygen and its effect on our bodies. Jen took a horse around the halfway point, and I continued on foot. I was the oldest of the ten adventurers and the only one to hike it in both directions. I was exhausted beyond belief.

The hike down was far easier, and the ATVs were waiting for our return to the tour bus. The bus ride from there was frightful. Many of our fellow adventurers refused to watch. On the return to Cusco, we stopped at the same place where we had breakfast for an authentic Peruvian lunch buffet. It was late afternoon when we were dropped back at our hotel.

We didn’t have to rush the following morning. We packed our backpacks with the essentials for three days in the Jungle and put the remainder in our suitcases to be stored at the dock in Puerto Maldonado. The anticipation of spending the next three days in the Amazon Rainforest drove our imagination. The tour company picked us up after breakfast and delivered us to the airport for our domestic flight.  We were heading into the jungle. Three days of complete isolation and electronic detox.

We arrived at Puerto Maldonado airport, which had two gates. The resort company picked us up and transferred us to the pier for the 45-minute boat ride along the winding Madre de Dios River for our Amazon adventure. The motorized wooden boat hugged the meandering riverbank to reach our lodge, Inkaterra Reserva Amazonica, nestled in the heart of the rainforest. After a short briefing, we settled into our palm-thatched cabana in the private ecological reserve established to protect the sensitive environment. After unpacking and getting things figured out, we took a walk around the trails of the resort to immerse ourselves in the Amazon basin’s biodiversity and the rainforest’s layers. We wound our way through the towering trees while our ears tuned in to the croaks, rustles, and calls of the exotic wildlife inhabiting this rich ecosystem.

Our Cabana

Our guide at Inkaterra was the best of the best. He made sure we never had a dull moment during our visit. Some of our small group enjoyed the spa, while others couldn’t wait for the next adventure. We were split into two groups, with those who spoke English in one and Spanish speakers in another. Our guide, who spoke perfect English, had lived his entire life in the jungle. The first night, we had a twilight river excursion to witness the jungle transform from a diurnal to a nocturnal world. Great pictures are difficult at this time of night. We spotted some Caiman lurking in the water near the bank and heard the calls of the monkeys. We returned to the lodge for drinks and a fantastic dinner after our excursion. The food and drinks at the resort were top-notch.

Our guide took us to Lake Sandoval on the morning of the first full day. The lake was reached by taking the wood boat to Tambopata National Reserve. We hiked a sun-dappled jungle trail from the pier while our guide pointed out flora, fauna, and an occasional camouflaged creature.

When we reached the lake, we boarded a dug-out canoe to quietly paddle through the mangroves and glide onto Lake Sandoval, flanked by the palm jungle. The lake is home to thousands of species of birds, including the endangered giant otter, red howler monkeys, red-bellied macaws, anacondas, side-neck turtles, and black caiman. We didn’t see many of these, but I got pictures of some. Jen will tell you she’s thankful not to have seen an anaconda.

After our return to the resort, we enjoyed a great lunch before embarking on another adventure. The Inkaterra Canopy Walkway is a sophisticated 1,135-foot network of seven ecologically constructed hanging suspension bridges strung between eight treetop observation platforms above the forest floor. This was an unforgettable opportunity to observe the rainforest above the canopy, giving a sense of its colossal size. When we reached the first tower, Jen not only said no… she said hell, no. She and another adventurer, who also feared heights, declined to participate.

A tree in the jungle that was over 300 years old.

That night, we had torrential rain, which dampened our ability to adventure the following morning. This is what anyone may expect in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest. We relaxed with a book in the lodge and waited for another adventure opportunity. Many people we arrived with were departing, and others were filtering in. We met some very interesting people. After the rain stopped and we enjoyed a beautiful lunch, our guide tracked us down and asked if we would like to have a tour of the Lagoon at Hacienda Concepcion, a sister resort thirty minutes upstream from ours. It formally functioned as a medical center set up by Catholic missionaries in the 1950s and a center for ecological research. With over 200 different plant species, the rainforest is often considered the world’s largest pharmacy. We would take a hike through the jungle to the lagoon and a thirty-minute canoe ride in the shallow backwaters of the river. We jumped at the opportunity.

The time had passed too quickly, and we were winding down our last day in the Jungle. After another delicious dinner, our expert guide took us, armed with flashlights, into the jungle for a two-hour adventure. Under the cover of darkness, our senses were heightened by the movements in the undergrowth and nocturnal forest sounds appearing from all directions. On our adventure, we, again, didn’t encounter any anaconda but saw some of the creepiest bugs anywhere.

Our time in the jungle was delightful, but we had to pack our bags for a 6:00 a.m. departure. The lodge turned on the hot water for showers at 4:30, the chef had our breakfast ready at 5:00, and we were going up the river toward our place of beginning by sunrise.

We boarded our flight to Miami with a long layover in Lima and a second layover in Panama City. The trip was a long day of travel. We claimed our luggage in Lima and went to a hotel to regroup and enjoy a few more hours in the city where our adventure began. We ordered an Uber and returned to the mall on the cliff, where we took what we learned about purchasing Baby Alpaca garments and found a store to buy a couple of beautiful sweaters. The sweaters will be wonderful on our next adventure cruising the perimeter of South America in March. The weather will be cool as we round Cape Horn and take an excursion to the Falkland Islands, where we will see penguins. After our shopping trip, we repacked and napped to prepare for our continued flight to Miami.

When we landed in Miami, we rented a car and drove north through Alligator Alley to our condo in Port Charlotte. The time in Port Charlotte allowed us to prepare our condo for the arrival of our snowbird tenants and enjoy the holidays with family. I hoped for a couple of book events to promote my new fiction thriller, Murder in Eagle Cove. The events didn’t pan out due to the holidays. I did, however, connect with a great little bookstore, Copperfish Books, in Punta Gorda, where we hope soon to have the book available. My family were great sports, posing for fan photos during our visit.

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Thank you for enjoying our recent adventure vicariously through us. Peru was one of the most amazing places we have visited.

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Murder on the Beach A Detective Larry Saunders Short Story

Aside from the roaring waves, the beach on Cape Cod Bay was quiet and peaceful. The families had retreated with the sun, and the couple was alone, settled comfortably on a blanket just short of the pounding surf. The silence between the roar of each crashing wave gave her time to ponder what she had to say.

“I have something to tell you,” she said. “There’s someone else.”

“What do you mean?” he stammered.

“I’m sleeping with someone else. It was time you knew.”

“What do you mean you’re sleeping with someone else? I thought we had something special.”

“I don’t love you,” she replied without remorse, relieved to have it off her chest.

He found breathing difficult, gasping and sucking in air as another wave crashed. The ocean’s rage consumed every inch of his body as he stood, red in the face and quivering. She just sat dumbfounded as he grasped a large piece of driftwood and began to bludgeon her. He started with her head as she screamed. He beat her until her body was lifeless, beating, beating, beating while his rage began to subside.

He stumbled backward from the body, staring and shaking with one lone tear trickling down his face. The driftwood fell from his grasp as he watched wave after wave crash on the shore. He had no idea how much time passed as he stood in shock. Before he turned to leave, the tide had begun approaching the lifeless body, and waves lapped under it, washing her into the surf. The sand squished between his toes as he turned and stumbled across the moonlit beach to the dark trail leading to the parking lot. Not a soul was on the beach to witness his brutal loss of control.

As he crested the trail into the parking lot, moonlight gave way to the overhead lights, throwing long shadows. Under the eerie glow of the parking lot, he was becoming aware of his surroundings and the magnitude of what had just happened. He had killed the girl he loved and was covered head to foot in blood spatter.

The young couple parked at the beach. Only one other vehicle was parked here, and they would have the beach to themselves. They could hardly keep their hands off each other, exiting the car grabbing a blanket and cooler from the back seat. He grabbed at her as she giggled and ran toward the beach. She didn’t see the man emerge from the trail, smacking right into his wet, sweaty body. She noticed the smell of his sweat reeked of fear before noticing that his clothes and hands were covered in blood. She quickly backed away, apologizing, hoping he would continue. The man said nothing, sidestepping her and continuing to his truck.

Looking down at herself before her boyfriend got to her side, she realized she was covered in blood from bumping into the stranger. Adrenaline rocked her body as her arms and legs began to shake. She sat down on a large rock at the edge of the lot while her boyfriend consoled her. He memorized the license plate of the stranger’s truck as it raced from the parking lot.

“Call nine-one-one,” she said. “Something is wrong here.”

Without a word, her boyfriend took his phone and made the call, telling the operator about the stranger emerging from the beach covered in blood. He provided their location information and was asked to wait for an officer to arrive.

“No way was I going out onto the beach now anyway,” his girlfriend said, still shaking with fear. “What if the guy comes back? Are we safe here?”

“I think we’ll be safe. The police are on their way,” he said, reaching into the cooler and opening a Coke Zero for her.

Her hands shook as she took the soda, and the two shared it while they waited silently for the police to arrive.

The wait was short. Eagle Cove police officer Larry Saunders responded to the dispatch call for an unusual situation at the beach parking lot. Saunders was a veteran of the small Eagle Cove Police Department. Eagle Cove, Massachusetts, is a small, friendly community where people enjoy safe streets and an absence of violent crime. Larry had never investigated a murder.

When he drove into the parking lot with the red and blue lights flashing, he quickly spotted the individual who made the nine-one-one call waving his arms by the rocks leading to the beach trail. Larry pulled up to the couple sitting on the rocks, immediately registering the young lady trembling, covered in blood transfer.

He asked what happened in as compassionate a voice as he could muster. The young couple related the story to him while he jotted down notes. He called for backup from the Plymouth County Sheriff’s Department, giving details of the strange man covered in blood and the make, model, and license of the truck he had left driving.

“Do you mind waiting here for the sheriff’s deputy while I look around on the beach,” Larry asked.

“We’ll be okay,” replied the young man.

Larry grabbed the flashlight from his belt and used it to guide his way onto the beach trail. Once he emerged onto the beach, the moonlight bolstered his ability to see. It was easy to follow the barefoot tracks of the stranger. Spots of blood glistened in the beam of his flashlight, making the tracks easy to follow. Larry avoided stepping near the tracks, proceeding cautiously in their direction.

He found the young woman’s body, about forty feet from the trail, bobbing in the surf, partially tangled in a blanket. Floating nearby was a blood-stained piece of driftwood and two pairs of flip-flops. Larry photographed the scene with his cellphone before calling for the coroner and crime scene team. He asked that Plymouth County put an APB on the truck the stranger had left in. The tide was still coming in. Larry was forced to compromise the scene before it did it for him. He slipped on latex gloves and dragged the body from the water, moving it further up on the beach. He then collected the flip-flops and driftwood before returning to the trailhead and making a video of the barefoot tracks in the sand. Reviewing the recording to ensure he captured the blood droplets before Mother Nature washed away the evidence. He walked back through the trail and asked the couple to send the crime scene team in when they arrived. He also apologetically requested them not to let anyone else enter the beach. It will be a long night, Larry thought, turning and returning to the beach.

As one of only three patrol officers in the tiny Eagle Cove police department, the responsibility of solving this murder will fall squarely on Larry’s shoulders. He stood on the beach while the surf pounded. His hair was standing on the back of his neck. He looked around for more clues, pondering the terrible act of violence that had taken place here. His hands shook, and anger surged through his extremities. He wondered who could do such a thing to this beautiful young woman.

It seemed like forever before the crime scene team and the coroner arrived. They took control of the scene while Larry shared his pictures with the deputy in charge. He monitored the radio carefully, awaiting an apprehension of the stranger who had stumbled into the parking lot and driven away in his truck. He interviewed the young couple while waiting for the coroner and crime scene team to leave, recording their statements in his spiral notebook. After getting their contact information, the crime scene technician asked for the young woman’s stained clothes. He provided her with a Tyvek suit to change into, and she went behind their car to change, complying with the request. After her clothes were bagged, Larry told them they could go, thanking them for their help.

Soon, the body was brought from the beach and loaded into the coroner’s van. The scene was cleared, and everyone left, leaving Larry to begin his investigation. Before he reached the station, a call came across to radio of the truck and driver detained near the outskirts of Eagle Cove. A Plymouth County sheriff’s deputy had stopped the vehicle in response to the APB posted earlier. Larry turned on lights and sirens, racing to the scene of the stop. When he arrived, he found the sheriff’s deputy standing at the side of the truck, talking to the man inside. Upon joining the conversation, Larry noted the man was still covered in blood spatter, shaking and speechless. He had refused to say anything to the deputy.

Larry and the deputy walked to the truck’s rear to evaluate the situation and devised a plan to arrest the individual on suspicion of murder. Larry would transport him to Eagle Cove Police Station for questioning. The deputy would wait for a wrecker to haul the truck to the crime lab at Plymouth County. The deputy called in the arrest while Larry returned to the truck’s window.

“I’m going to ask you to exit the vehicle with your hands in clear view,” Larry said.

The man popped open his door and got out, raising his blood-soaked, shaking hands. Larry put cuffs on him, took him to his cruiser, and deposited him in the back seat. He got into the driver’s seat and took off for the station without hesitation. On the short ride, he called the chief, requesting that he meet him at the station. Once parked at the curb in front of the station, he took his prisoner inside and into an interview room. There, he cuffed him to the ring in the center of the stainless-steel table and relieved him of his personal belongings before leaving him to think about what would happen next.

While he waited for the chief to arrive, he called in wants and warrants on the man. He learned there were no outstanding warrants and, by the address on the driver’s license, he was a resident of Eagle Cove. He checked to be sure the recording equipment in the interview room was playing in the conference room adjacent to where the man sat cuffed to the table. He watched the man shaking and whimpering inside. Making good use of his time, he printed out each of the pictures from his phone on the color printer and a copy of the Miranda rights form. Larry was ready to begin his interview when the chief arrived at the station. He laid the pictures out for the chief to see and explained that this man was suspected of killing a young woman on the beach. “I’m going to go in and interview him now.”

“I’ll observe from the conference room,” the chief replied.

Larry entered the interview room with his shoulders back and a firm, confident stance. He carried a file folder, which he dropped on the table in front of the suspect. Staring into his deep blue eyes, Larry began reading the suspect his rights. “Do you understand your rights as I have explained them to you?”

“Yes,” he stammered.

“For the record, state your name.”

“Roger Clark.”

Mr. Clark, here’s a copy of your rights as I have read them to you. It states that you’re talking to me of your own free will,” Larry said while taking the Miranda rights form from the file and putting it in front of the suspect.

Clark read the form while his body shook from adrenaline. His red face was barely noticeable from the blood spatter still present but smeared from wiping his hand across it. Larry released one side of the cuffs and laid the pen down for him to sign the form. Larry was surprised to see his suspect manipulate the paper so he could hold it with his right hand and sign with his left. He continued to shake and whimper, volunteering nothing. With the form signed, Larry took the pen back and gave him a bottle of water.

“Where have you been tonight?” Larry asked.

“I had a date that ended early,” Clark responded.

Larry’s eyes widened, and he attempted to stare into his suspect’s eyes. Clark refused eye contact. Larry took the pictures of the woman who had been bludgeoned to death on the beach from his folder and began laying them down one by one on the table. “Did your date die on the beach tonight?”

Clark refused to answer, staring down at the table but avoiding even a glance at the pictures.

“Look at the pictures, Mr. Clark. Did you beat that woman to death on the beach?” Larry waited a moment without a response. “Why do you have blood all over yourself? Is that her blood from the terrible beating you gave her?” Still no response. Clark continued whimpering and shaking uncontrollably. “What did she do to deserve to be beaten like that?”

“I want a lawyer,” Clark finally said.

“Makes no difference to me,” Larry replied, taking the pictures of the flip-flops and the driftwood out and placing them in front of him. I’m sure that we’ll find your fingerprints and DNA on these items. “Where’re your shoes? You may need them when we take you to county for booking.”

Clark remained silent as Larry stood and left the interview room.

The chief met Larry outside the room and asked about transporting the suspect to county. The tiny station had nobody else working this late, so Larry asked the chief to transport the suspect with him. Chief agreed. They got a pair of Tyvek booties from the storage room and slipped them on the suspect before loading him into the back of Larry’s cruiser. The ride was quiet, with the suspect sitting in the back, silently shaking and mumbling.

Upon arrival at Plymouth County jail, the suspect was fingerprinted and booked for murder. They took his clothes, providing him with an orange jumpsuit. His clothes were bagged and sent to the crime lab before he was allowed to make a call and lodged in a cell.

Larry arrived early at the station the following day and began combing through the report from the crime lab. The blood on Roger Clark’s clothes was a match for the victim. His fingerprints had been lifted from the driftwood, and the flip-flops retrieved from the beach were confirmed as his size. The truck, which had been impounded, and a search warrant obtained. A purse in the truck contained identification matching the victim. Larry called the coroner to confirm the identity of the victim. The coroner confirmed a match to the identification found in Clark’s truck. He asked the coroner to send over his report as soon as possible.

He began drafting his report while waiting for the coroner’s report to be faxed. By the time he had finished his task, the coroner’s report had arrived, and he could attach it and the crime scene investigators’ report to his. He then drove to the victim’s address to make the notification. This was a task to which Larry did not look forward. He didn’t know who he would find at the address. It could be a roommate, or it could be her parents. In any case, he didn’t discount the possibility that someone there may be able to add motive to the vicious crime.

Larry parked his cruiser in front of a run-down apartment building just off the highway. He located the unit number and checked his appearance before knocking on the door. A young woman answered with a puzzled look on her face.

“Is this the home of Sheila Wheaton?” he asked.

“She lives here, but she’s not home. What’s this about?” the young woman answered.

“I’m Officer Larry Saunders with the Eagle Cove police, and I’m investigating a crime that happened last night. Are you related to Miss Wheaton?”

“No. I’m her roommate.”

“Does she have any family in the area?” he asked.

“Her parents live over near the school. I don’t know the exact address.”

“Do you know where your roommate may be?” he asked.

“She had a date last night and never came home.”

“Is that unusual?”

“It didn’t seem right last night. I thought when she left that she would break up with him.”

“Do you know who she was out with?”

“Yes. It was Roger Clark.”

“Thank you so much for your help. I’ll be in touch if I have more questions,” Larry said while handing her his card.

He returned to his car and ran a search for any Wheaton’s who lived near the school. His search returned one result very near his own home. Starting the car, he drove away from the curb, heading to what he presumed would be the address of the victim’s parents. When arriving at the home, he parked in front of a house resembling his own, only two blocks from the school. He got out, walked to the door, and rang the bell. It was answered by a pleasant-looking woman about forty years old with platinum blond hair, wearing a robe and clutching a cup of coffee. She quieted the dog inside, pushing the door open just far enough to keep it from escaping.

“Good morning,” he said. “I’m Officer Larry Saunders with the Eagle Cove police. Is Sheila Wheaton your daughter?”

“Why yes. What is this about?”

“Mrs. Wheaton, may I come in to talk with you?”

“Sure. Just let me put Cocoa in another room,” she said while closing the door, leaving Larry standing on the stoop.

Moments later, she returned to the door with a man resembling her in age. Larry presumed it was her husband. Reaching out to shake his hand, he introduced himself.

“I’m Joe Wheaton,” he said. “Is there a problem with Sheila?”

“May we sit down?” Larry asked.

Mrs. Wheaton showed him into the living room, where they all took seats. Larry perched on the edge of his chair, making eye contact with the parents of his murder victim. “I’m sorry to tell you that your daughter has died.”

The Wheaton’s just stared at Larry in disbelief. The lack of emotion confused Larry momentarily as the shock of hearing his news wore off, and both began to break down. “What happened?” Joe Wheaton asked.

“I’m afraid she was killed last night on the beach,” Larry answered. “I’m investigating to get to the bottom of it. Do you know her boyfriend, Roger?”

“Yes, but I thought she was ending it with him,” Mrs. Wheaton sobbed, wiping her tears away with the sleeve of her robe.

“Evidence suggests that Roger may have killed your daughter. We have him in custody,” Larry responded. “Do you know of any reason he would want to hurt her?”

Joe went into a complete emotional breakdown, standing and excusing himself. Mrs. Wheaton continued to cry without leaving her seat. “He was madly in love with Sheila, but she didn’t feel the same about him,” she said.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” Larry said. “I’ll do everything possible to bring the person who did this to justice.” Larry hesitated as the victim’s father returned to the room, offering his wife a tissue. “I will be in touch if I have any further questions. Your daughter is at the Plymouth County Medical Examiner’s office. They will contact you to have you come in for an identification. Is there anything I can do for you right now?”

“No. Thank you for coming to let us know,” Joe said, standing to show Larry out.

Larry idled at the curb before taking the driver’s license picture to the witness to identify the guy who bumped into her at the beach parking lot. He looked at his notes and programmed his GPS for her address. Driving deep in thought, he journeyed to her address halfway between Eagle Cove and Plymouth. Parking in front, he assumed it was the home of her parents. The upscale neighborhood told him he might be met at the door by someone other than the witness he hoped to speak with.

He was happy to see the young woman he had met last night come out the door to meet him as he walked up the sidewalk.

“Well, good morning,” he said, looking her up and down. “You look much better this morning. Are you doing okay?”

“Yes,” she replied. “That situation last night had to be one of the worst experiences of my life. You should have seen my mother’s look when I showed up at home in a hazmat suit.”

“I can only imagine. I have some pictures to show you. Would that be okay?”

“Sure.”

Larry produced copies of several driver’s license photos, including that of the suspect in custody, asking her to identify the guy last night.

A shiver went up her spine as she examined the photos, causing her to shake as she pointed to the image of Clark. “Did you catch him?”

“Yes, we have him in custody.”

“Did he hurt someone on the beach?” she asked.

“We believe he murdered his girlfriend.”

“That’s scary. Will I be safe?”

“Of course. When we prove he did it, he will be in prison for a long time. The evidence is strong, and it looks like I have a strong young lady as a witness that he was there,” he said with a confident smile. “I won’t take any more of your time. I appreciate your help,” he said, turning to leave.

Authors Note: This story was meant to be shared with Newsletter readers only. A glitch in the system caused it to be distributed to the entire readers list. I have added this note post edit. It is entirely a work of fiction for entertainment only. If you enjoyed the Detective Larry short story. Consider preordering the book at: https://books2read.com/MurderInEagleCove

Incredible Adventures Boca Chica and Boquete

There are no words to describe how amazing our recent adventures were. We have experienced whale watching on one other occasion without disappointment, but it was nothing compared to our recent trip to the Gulf of Chiriquí in Boca Chica.

We traveled with two other couples to Boca Chica, where we checked into our favorite resort, Regalo. Jen and I stayed at Regalo Resort on one other occasion, and we found it just as beautiful and charming as we remembered. The resort is wonderfully remote while convenient to the public pier at Boca Chica.  The proprietors, Carol and Jenni, have recently put in a pickleball court and converted the helipad into a bahio, where they host yoga retreats. They tell us that the resort is booked at capacity for most of the year, and they’re planning a minor expansion.

Regalo Resort

They employ a full-time chef, a bartender, and maid staff to serve the guests. The entire staff met us upon our arrival. They collected our bags and whisked them away to our suites while we checked in and were treated to a welcome cocktail at the bar. Dinner is typically offered in two choices, with other options for those with special diets or needs. We were given our options for dinner and asked what time we wanted to eat.

A table was set up on the pool deck for our party of six and another for the other guests in the resort. The other guests were a family of four from Florida who had spent the day deep sea fishing. They told us of the magnificent time they had and were asking Carol how they could transport their catch back to Florida. This seemed to me a near impossibility, but Carol was preparing their fish for the trip, packing it in a cooler with ice.

The resort can arrange any adventure from the public pier at Boca Chica. On our prior trip, we did an island-hopping boat tour with an excellent captain, Victor. Our tour started on Isla Bolanos, where we could swim and soak in the wondrous sights and sounds of the Gulf of Chiriquí. The second stop was Isla Paridas, where we enjoyed a great lunch. It was the only island with commerce. We saw just one small house serving drinks and fresh seafood, so we took the opportunity to restock our cooler and have Red Snapper served with salad, rice, and patacones. Following lunch, we swam on the beautiful beach before heading to our third island, Isla Gomez. It was a tiny, uninhabited island with a perfect beach. We did not have to share this island with anyone else. Captain Victor gave us an hour to swim and enjoy the beach before returning us to the pier at Boca Chica.

That day, we shared the boat with a Panamanian family. The couple and their well-behaved children were bi-lingual and spoke English to us. They ended up joining us for dinner at Regalo. It’s no surprise that they have become lifelong friends. It always amazes us how welcoming and friendly the Panamanian people are.

After returning to the pier, we walked around a bit in the village. There was truly little to see and do there. Boca Chica is a basic little town of fishermen and tourist boat excursions. This is a popular destination for whale watching. The whales migrate to the Gulf of Chiriquí from August to October. This is where whales give birth because of its safe, warm waters. Otherwise, everyone there had an agenda of fishing, sightseeing, or scuba diving. This was not whale season, so we saw no whales on our excursion. There were no cute little shops or restaurants, so we returned to Regalo for a relaxed evening meal with our new friends.

Our priority on this trip to Boca Chica was to see whales. From July to October, the humpback whales arrive in the Gulf of Chiriquí after their long journey from Antarctica to have their young and teach them to survive. The waters here are perfect for breeding as they must be warm and safe. This offers well-being and protection to their babies, who must be born with fat to resist the cold temperatures.

Adult males measure between 12 and 14 meters, somewhat smaller than females. An adult humpback whale can measure between 15 and 18 meters and live up to 50 years. Its weight ranges between 25 and 40 tons.

On Tuesday, we went to the pier, where we met our guide for the day, Jay. He proved to be an expert at finding whales. Although the location of the whales is sometimes tricky, Jay knew where to go and gave us the show of a lifetime.

Our day included a stop at Isla Paridas, where we had stopped on our previous adventure, to have a delightful lunch of fresh langostinos (shrimp).

Our day ended at the resort, where we swam in the beautiful infinity pool, enjoying drinks prepared and served by the bartender while the chef prepared another delightful meal.

My Filet Mignon with mashed potatoes and salad.

After extreme adventuring, we visited with our gracious hosts, and all turned in early. Carol and Jenni posed for a fan photo. We don’t often endorse or recommend places unless we would return. This is a place we will return again and again. See my September 11, 2023, issue 154 Newsletter for a link to this magnificent place.

Jenni and Carol

I would be remiss if I didn’t say here that the breakfast at Regalo is delightful and included in the price for a night. They served fruit and a breakfast selection with juice and fresh coffee from the Chiriquí highlands of Boquete both mornings. One of the couples we traveled with arranged an extra day in Boquete to tour a local coffee finca (farm).

Following our delightful breakfast on Wednesday morning, we drove to Boquete. The drive was beautiful and relatively short. If you’ve ever driven in Panama, you know the roads in parts of the country are not so great. The Inter-Americana Highway from Santiago to David is relatively new and in excellent shape.

On our initial trip to Boquete, we journeyed in one day. The entire trip is about 400km, taking approximately five hours without stops. We’ve been there three times with no shortage of adventure stories.

Boquete is a small mountain town in Panama. It’s located in the westernmost Province of Chiriquí, about 60 kilometers (37 mi) from the border with Costa Rica, and lies on the Caldera River in Panama’s green mountain highlands. Because of its elevation of 1,200 meters (3,900 ft) above sea level, its climate is cooler than the lowlands. Its scenic location, temperature, and natural environment make it popular with Panamanians and attracts tourists and retirees from all over the world.

Archaeological studies support the idea that Boquete’s history started between 300 AD to 600 BC. In this region, you can find petroglyphs (prehistoric rock carvings) that are evidence of the ancient settlements in the area. During the Spanish colonization, the highland area was an isolated refuge for the indigenous tribes like the Ngöbe and the Misquito due to the topographic terrain. The colonization of Boquete began in the second half of the nineteenth century by locals from Bugaba, Gualaca, and David and foreigners from Yugoslavia, France, Germany, and other European countries. Colonizers also arrived from the United States, starting the first coffee plantations and agricultural farms. In Spanish, the word Boquete means ‘gap or opening.’ It was through this gap that curious gold seekers trekked, looking for a cheaper and quicker way to the Pacific. By the early twentieth century, several villages had been populated: Lino, Quiel, Bajo Mono, Los Naranjos, and Bajo Boquete, which now is the town center of the district.

The town of Boquete has a population of around 25,000, including around 2500 expats from all over the world. It also has some of the most beautiful waterfalls, flowers, hundreds of bird species, butterflies, and hiking.

It should be no surprise that Boquete hosts a couple of Panama’s biggest festival celebrations. It is the perfect setting to stimulate artistic ability and creative talent, making it ideal for hosting the annual Boquete Jazz and Blues Festival.

Boquete boasts a vibrant music and arts scene. The annual Boquete Jazz Festival was founded in 2007, the second-largest jazz festival in the country after the Panama City Jazz Festival. Having been renamed Boquete Jazz & Blues Festival, it’s held annually in February. Since 2012, the event has showcased first-class international Blues acts and notable Panamanian and Latin American artists featuring Jazz and Latin American music styles. It was the first festival in Panama to do so. These entertainers are a great success! According to friends who have attended the festival, it features outstanding talent. As people walk about, they say there are smiles on every face, dancing, and great fun. This has been described as a great community event for all.  My information tells me the festival is moving from Boquete in 2024 to the Buenaventura Resort on the Pacific Riviera.

The Boquete Flower Festival has been held annually from around January 11th through the 21st since 1984. Our good friends attended the festival, and this is how they described what they found. The festival is held in the Feria grounds on the east bank of the Boquete River near an old cable suspension bridge. The bridge is indeed an engineering wonder as, despite its dilapidated condition, it still stands and carries traffic. They found a festival atmosphere with at least 200 stalls. Local artisans displayed everything from local native costumes to coffee, handicrafts, food, beer stands, and magnificent flowers. The army of gardeners had done a masterful job keeping the 30,000-plus blooms bright and well-watered despite the drying winds and tropical sun. Given the altitude and climate, it was apparent that the organizers had gone to great lengths to pick the most attractive and durable plants. Our friends saw everything from petunias and pansies to beautiful bright chrysanthemums. In the center, they found a display by the local orchid society. These blooms were indeed the jewel in the Feria’s crown and as exotic and exquisite as the orchid name implies.

On their drive from David north to Boquete, they noticed, with the change in climate from hot and humid to cool and refreshing, multicolored flowers were abundant along the roadside and in the ditches. It was easy for them to understand why Boquete is Panama’s flower capital. They also told me that missing the vegetable display would have been tragic. The abundant vegetables in the area are responsible for the fantastic food found in the restaurants locally. Based on my experience, Boquete always has something great to enjoy.

Visitors to Boquete are frequently invited to visit the Tuesday Market because it is such an integral part of the community. The Tuesday Market activities have been a big success, both commercially speaking and in integrating the locals and the expatriates working side by side. Any Tuesday visit to Boquete must include a visit to the Market. We have visited there on two previous occasions.

The last time we were there, we took a hike on the Pipeline Trail, explored the countryside, and hiked the hanging bridges of Tree Trek. We were traveling with my writing group, and Detective Larry was conceived at the same hotel where we stayed on this trip. I am anxious to share the first of the Detective Larry Saunders Mysteries, Murder in Eagle Cove. It is scheduled for release on November 1st, 2023. Newsletter subscribers are getting advance notice of special events and some surprises. Subscribing to the Newsletter is simple and free. You likely received an invitation to subscribe when you opened this blog post. If you didn’t get the invitation or skipped over it, send me a private message. Include your name and email address so I can add you to the distribution list.

Our agenda for this visit was to enjoy some outstanding local restaurants and take an excursion to the top of Volcan Baru. The Volcan excursion was one I never thought we would be able to do. The journey to the top is at least a four-hour hike in each direction. For an old, out-of-shape senior citizen, this is unattainable. Fortunately, we found a tour company offering transportation to the summit by four-wheel drive ATV.

We arrived in town with time to explore before stopping at a local favorite, Big Daddy’s, for lunch. After a relaxing lunch, we went to Boquete Garden Inn for the next two nights. The inn has a happy hour at six every evening and a complimentary breakfast each morning. We settled into our rooms and met our fellow travelers for a glass of wine in the hotel’s delightful bar. Our dinner reservations were at The Rock. It’s considered one of the finest restaurants in town. I may get hate mail for this, but let’s say it’s not likely to be a place where I would return. Our dinner bill was the highest of our adventure, and it was just average food. The highlight of the experience was a marshmallow roast at the firepit in the outside dining area after our meal.

We met our tour operator on Thursday morning in front of the inn at 3:30 a.m. The early departure meant we would drive to the summit of Volcán Barú in the dark to see the sunrise over the Caribbean if the weather cooperated.

Volcán Barú, also called Volcán de Chiriquí, is an active stratovolcano and the tallest mountain in Panama, at 3,474 meters (11,398 ft) high. It is about 35 km (22 mi) from the border of Costa Rica. It’s also the twelfth-highest peak in Central America.

Due to its height and the narrowness of the isthmus of Panama, it is possible (though relatively rare) to see both the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea from Volcán Barú’s peak on a clear day.

The small town of Volcán is at the base of Volcán Barú. The erosion of a small river there exposed an ancient forest below, dated to about 1000 years old. Volcán Barú is surrounded by a fertile area of cool highlands drained by the Chiriquí Viejo and Caldera Rivers. The towns of Volcán and Cerro Punta can be found on its western side, while Boquete is on the eastern flank.

The occasional fall of hail or ice pellets has been reported on the summit, where the minimum temperature can be below 0 °C (32 °F), and frost formation is frequent during the dry season. The peak is host to a large installation of broadcast towers.

It has been determined that El Barú volcano is active and part of the extension of the Central American Volcanic Arc in Panama. In 2006, an earthquake swarm was registered in the Volcán Barú area. This was not the first; researchers cite at least three other seismic events recorded recently (1930, 1965, 1985).

In 2007, the U.S. Geological Survey (USGS), in cooperation with Panama’s Science, Technology, and Innovation Secretariat (SENACYT) and the U.S. Agency for International Development (USAID), published a study on different aspects of Volcán Barú. The report outlined potential hazard areas, rock composition, and areas affected by previous eruptions; there is evidence that during the last eruption, which occurred in the 16th century, the debris avalanche deposits covered an area reaching as far as the Pacific Ocean (the largest documented in Central America and nearly ten times the area covered by the Mt. St. Helens debris avalanche in 1980).

Data collected at several locations from four previous eruptions during the last 1600 years indicate that a new eruption would last several years, putting population and costly infrastructure at risk in the areas surrounding the volcano. Typical events during such volcanic episodes include pyroclastic flows, super-heated gas clouds rapidly descending the volcano’s east flank, conceivably reaching as far as Boquete, Alto Boquete, and the Caldera River, and fallout of ash and other particles ranging in size from dust to one-meter blocks, known as tephra, causing fires, roof collapses, water contamination, crop damage and eye and lung irritation, especially among elders and infants. A third type of event, mud and debris flows, known as lahars, create landslides, obstruct river courses, and could have long-term effects in the zone. The severity of these events is directly related to the lava flows and their interaction with underground water deposits.

The volcano was declared Volcán Barú National Park in 1976, with an area of 14,325 ha (35,400 acres). It’s a part of the Mesoamerican Biological Corridor. Fauna includes the black guan, black-and-white hawk-eagle, Underwood’s water mouse, volcano junco, wren thrush, and yellow-thighed brush finch. Over 250 species of birds have been identified within the park, and all five species of big cats live here as well. The national park protects various habitats, including humid montane forests, low humid montane forests, and montane rainforests.

The park’s most popular hiking trail is the Sendero Los Quetzales (Los Quetzales Trail), which connects Boquete with Cerro Punta and wraps around the side of the volcano. The trail takes around 6 hours to hike. There is another trail to the top of the volcano, but this is long, steep, and strenuous.

On our visit, we could see the Pacific coast clearly while clouds shrouded the Caribbean side of the volcano. The summit is the only destination in Panama where there has ever been snow. It was about 5 degrees Celsius (41 degrees Fahrenheit) when we reached the top. There was no snow, but the 25-mph wind was unforgiving. The volcano has seven craters, which are all visible from the top. The Volcan Baru National Park allows only fifteen vehicles to make the ascent to the summit daily, and there were two others there on Thursday morning. The road to the top is roughly thirteen km of extreme rocks and ruts. Our driver, Melissa, was very skilled and delivered us safely to the top and back. The park only allows qualified, experienced drivers to make the journey. We followed another driver from her company in both directions. The two groups included our group of six, another guy who paid for a private tour, two drivers, and a guide. There was one stop along the way to clear rocks from the road for passage. I understand that hikers can no longer hike up in the dark of night. Camping at the summit is also no longer allowed. I believe the other tour company delivered some individuals to the top who would make the hike down. In any case, it is a challenging hike for even the most experienced hikers.

While at the top, our tour operator made us breakfast while we stood in awe of the magnificent sunrise views and the surrounding vistas. The trek was about two hours in each direction. Each time a vehicle makes the trip to the top, it is taken immediately for a complete inspection. She says replacing the tires, shocks, and brakes is commonly a short cycle. The ride down was a bit more daunting than the ride to the top. One of our fellow travelers arrived at the bottom with bruised ribs from the descent.

I cultivated some of the history and geography from Wikipedia, while some came from our guide.

Our dinner plans on Thursday night took us to RetroGusto. This was one of the best meals of the week, in my opinion. I rarely share pictures of food, but the image below is of my entree. I enjoyed the smoked pork chop. I highly recommend this place to anyone visiting Boquete. The restaurants in Boquete are a treat, and we all wished we could experience more of them. We have been to RetroGusto on one other trip to Boquete, and the experience both times was delightful.

The smoked Pork Chop
The smoked Pork Chop

On a previous trip there, we enjoyed Mesa Azul, which we recommend. We enjoyed a great meal at George’s Grill on our first trip. I related a great story in the first edition of 2 Retire In Panama? from George’s, but some readers had terrible experiences there, so I will refrain from recommending it.

Friday morning, we enjoyed a delightful breakfast at the Boquete Garden Inn before checking out and heading home. This hotel has been renovated and remains a favorite place in Boquete. We always find great new friends while visiting. On our drive back to Coronado, we found Dona Gladys. This was a stop Jen and I made on our first trip to Boquete, and I stated in the first edition of 2 Retire in Panama? that I didn’t think we would ever find it again.

I always recommend spending several months on the ground here in Panama before deciding where to retire. The consensus of our group was that Boquete is a beautiful place to visit for many reasons, but a little damp and cool. We’re pretty happy living in the beach community of Coronado. Go and explore the country and draw your own conclusion.

Our next great adventure is less than two weeks away. We are traveling to the Mayan Riviera of Mexico, near Cancun. We plan to visit Tulum and enjoy other sites near our resort. Watch for posts on social media in the weekly newsletter, and be sure to return to read our next blog post. If you’ve yet to subscribe to this blog or the newsletter, please do it. I have kept the content free and have never spammed my readers. We love you all and love sharing our adventures.

Blessings from paradise,

Greg and Jen

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Is there violent crime in Panama?

Jen and I went to dinner with our good friends, Mike and Diane, to celebrate one last meal with them at one of our favorite places in the community. They were returning to the States after concluding the sale of their condo. They decided to downsize to only one home and simplify their life.

After settling into our seats, we enjoyed our meals and relaxed in great conversation about some of the adventures and things we have experienced as friends here. True friends are friends for life, and we’ll continue to embrace their friendship across the miles, looking forward to their visits back to Panama or our visits to see them in the U.S.

Mike and Diane at Cafe Med

Our celebration was an experience none of us will soon forget. As the evening evaporated in delightful food and conversation, we were lost in our time together. As near as I can recall, it was nearly nine thirty when Diane gasped, looking toward the entrance to the restaurant. “This can’t be good,” she said. I glanced over my shoulder to see two armed thugs enter dressed entirely in black, covered from head to foot. Only their eyes were visible through their disguises. The two began screaming and yelling in Spanish, creating a ruckus in the restaurant. I have to interject here that I cannot accurately recount how much time passed or what exactly was transpiring as my back was to most of it.

They took cell phones and things easily accessible and visible off tables while the guests sat in horror. At one table in my field of vision, a patron fought with one who was trying to take his wife’s purse. The guy was forced to the ground after being assaulted by the gunman. The owner was robbed. The entire event was scarcely moments before the owner began shouting back in Spanish, getting in the face of one of the perpetrators. At our table, my phone was all that was taken. I witnessed several other patrons hiding their wallets and purses.

As the two ran from the restaurant, another patron produced a weapon and chased them. He hollered at them in Spanish before firing shots as they climbed the fence across the street. The restaurant is an open garden with a clear street view through the plants and greenery. I saw the patron firing at them, but I cannot say with certainty if he fired all four shots or if some were return fire. Based on my perception of the sound of the shots, all four were fired from the same weapon.

I suspect someone had dialed the police relatively soon in the ordeal because they arrived quickly. They began tracking the perpetrators, climbing the fence, and finding blood before recovering the items taken. One police officer was injured climbing the fence where the perps disappeared. The responding officers worked to recover the stolen property while others took statements from patrons. They disarmed the shooter and treated him respectfully as he helped translate between the English-speaking patrons and the Spanish-speaking law enforcement.

The following day, we went to the Department of Judicial Investigation (DJI) to claim my stolen cell phone. It was then that I realized how much of the harrowing event I could not recall. I credit God with our veil of protection, which kept us safe. It may have been that veil of protection that affected my recount or something else, but adrenalin surged through my body while I paid the bill and gave my statement to the police officers at the scene. I blamed that adrenaline rush on my fatigue as the week progressed.

DJI was friendly and welcoming. They provided an interpreter for me as I was asked to give my statement in my native language (a right of all victims in Panama). I signed a document warning of providing false testimony, another informing me of my rights as a victim, and a form releasing and returning my property, which had been taken. I was asked to provide a fingerprint at each place I signed. They informed me of the apprehension of one of the perps and that the other was known and being pursued. This information gave me more comfort than the return of my cell phone.

DJI is the bridge between the initial police response and the investigation for prosecution of a crime. They are an arm of the Fiscalia (Attorney General’s Office). If DJI responds to the scene of a crime, they will conduct an initial investigation. However, they cannot conduct a full or follow-up investigation unless you go to the local Denuncia Center and file an official report. Filing a Denuncia is the ONLY way to open a case and get a tracking number. Once you have filed a Denuncia and obtained a Denuncia number, you can use that number to follow up on the status of your case.

The police response in Panama is different than in the United States.  The police will respond to provide immediate assistance and protection to victims, will arrest suspects if they are still on the scene or nearby (assuming they have probable cause that the suspect indeed committed a crime), and, if necessary, call for DJI investigators (see more about DJI above).  The Police will NOT take a report or conduct a follow-up investigation.  They may take some data for statistical purposes but are not empowered to file reports or conduct investigations.  If your call to the police is not timely (i.e., when the crime is discovered), there is little the police can do.  If you delay reporting the crime, or if it is minor, you should go straight to DJI.

Investigating a case takes 2 to 4 months, and prosecution can take years.

In addition to reporting crime to Panamanian authorities, U.S. citizens are encouraged to provide information on criminal incidents to the U.S. Embassy. This information will assist the embassy in tracking crimes against U.S. citizens in Panama and following up with authorities.

When reporting a crime to the American Citizen Services unit of the Consular Section, please provide the following information by email to panama-acs@state.gov or by visiting their website and clicking on the crime report link, which you should find on the website. The following information will requested:

·         U.S. Passport Number of victim

·         DJI Report Number and Date Filed

·         Type of Crime Committed

·         In-depth narrative of the crime you were the victim of, including the following information:

a.       Crime location (province, city/area, neighborhood, etc.)

b.      Number of US Citizens affected.

c.       Date and approximate time of day the crime took place.

d.      The monetary amount of valuables/objects taken/destroyed (if applicable)

e.       Action taken after the crime was committed (police report, etc.)

I wanted to share the victim rights offered in Panama. I spent a great deal of time looking for a good translation of the rights provided by the law here. Jen located this website, and I’m sharing a document from it.

The rights of crime victims in Panama

Victims’ rights are special guarantees granted to those who have suffered harm due to crime and serious human rights violations.

Human rights are rights inherent to all human beings, without distinction of nationality, place of residence, sex, national or ethnic origin, color, religion, language, or any other condition; we all have the same human rights without discrimination.

According to Panamanian criminal legislation, victims have the following rights:

  • The right to receive medical, psychiatric or psychological, spiritual, material, and social care when required in the cases provided by law.
  • The right to intervene as a complainant to demand the defendant’s criminal responsibility and to obtain civil compensation for the damages resulting from the crime.
  • The right to receive protection when the judge and the competent court must decide or fix the amount of a release bond or grant a personal precautionary measure instead of preventive detention in favor of the defendant.
  • The right to be informed about the course of the respective criminal proceedings and to receive explanations related to the development of the process.
  • The right to be heard by the judge when they are present at the request for dismissal of charges presented by the Public Ministry or prosecutor’s office.
  • The right to promptly receive the assets of their property or of their lawful possession seized as evidence during the criminal proceeding when they are not necessary for the process.
  • The right to receive free legal assistance from the state through a Panamanian lawyer to obtain reparation for the damage resulting from the crime and to cooperate with the prosecutor’s office to exercise the criminal action.
  • Any other right that the laws indicate.

On the other hand, defendants have the following rights:

  • The right to presumption of innocence
  • The right to know the reasons for their detention.
  • The right to communicate with a family member and their defense lawyer in Panama.
  • The right not to be subjected to arbitrary detention or investigative techniques that violate their dignity or alter their free will.
  • The right to an attorney
  • The right to a certified translator or interpreter if they do not understand the Spanish language.
  • The right not to testify against themselves.
  • The right to appeal.
  • The right to be brought before a court or judge promptly.
  • The right not to be discriminated against
  • The right to be treated well and to be fed.
  • The right to health in Panama
  • The right to receive periodic information about their legal situation from their private attorney, public defender, or the Panamanian Penitentiary System.

If you need to speak with a criminal defense attorney or a legal translator in the Republic of Panama, please message them at the link above.

It amazes us how many friends and relatives from near and far offered a shoulder or kind ear to listen. A special thanks go to Mitzy Casey, who held our hands, guiding us through the process at DJI, and my translator Emerson, who talked me through the forms. Thank you to the kind police officers and the Assistant Prosecutor. Thank you also goes to the other victims who remained calm in the dire situation, and Jasmine, a voice on the phone with Jen, who ensured us that her husband, Issac (a local police Lieutenant), was in the loop. Issac is an advocate for ex-pats in our community.

We recently returned to Cafe Med with friends. The decision to return to the restaurant so soon after the tragic event was healing for Jen and me, while the others agreed to support us and refuse to allow terror to victimize our ability to enjoy the home we love.  Crime like the one we experienced could have occurred anywhere.

Jon and Sue Wizarde at Cafe Med

Our return was six days following the robbery, and we found the proprietor, Franco, attempting a return to flawless service and excellent food. The place was packed to capacity by ex-pats and Panamanians in an outpouring of support and our same refusal to be terrorized.

I found this helpful information for tourists in Panama. Safety and crime information. I have copied and pasted it here to give visitors and residents a perspective on what they may expect as they travel around Panama.

Panama remains relatively safe compared to other Central American countries, yet crime rates are still higher than in most of the United States. Violent crime in Panama started to rise in 2007. However, new efforts by Panama’s National Police (PNP) to combat this trend appear to have made an impact. Beginning in June 2010, the number of homicides in the country declined and continued downward through 2012. Unfortunately, the rate of simple theft was up, with “Blackberry”-type smartphones being a particular target. The three provinces with the largest cities also had the highest overall crime rates: Panama, Colon, and Chiriqui. The entire town of Colon is a high-crime area; travelers should use extreme caution anywhere in Colon.

Police continue to conduct vehicle checkpoints at key intersections in the city to raise their visibility and hamper criminals’ movements. The high crime areas in and around Panama City are El Chorrillo, San Miguel, Santa Ana, Cabo Verde, Curundu, Veracruz Beach, Santa Librada, Rio Abajo, San Miguelito, Panama Viejo, and the Madden Dam Overlook.

Crimes are typical of those that plague metropolitan areas and include shootings, rapes, armed robberies, muggings, purse-snatchings, thefts from locked autos by breaking windows for entry, thefts of unsecured items, petty theft, and occasionally “express kidnappings” from ATM banking facilities, in which the victim is briefly kidnapped and robbed after withdrawing cash from an ATM. There has also been a recent spike in credit card and ATM fraud reports. Criminals capture credit and ATM card information to clone and create fraudulent cards. Kidnappings have been on the rise of late, including in Panama City. Many of the kidnappings appear related to drug or criminal activity.

There has also been a recent increase in thefts from cars. We encourage travelers and residents to take all valuables out of their vehicles and place them in their trunks before they get to their destinations. Drivers should keep their windows up while the car is in motion or stopped in traffic, at traffic lights, or at their destinations to prevent items from being stolen while driving.

Taxis are a helpful way to maneuver around Panama; however, use caution when getting into a taxi. Check that the number on the side of the taxi matches the number on the license plate. Ensuring the car is a registered taxi with a number on the side is a quick way to help prevent any incidences. Regular taxis are yellow. Also, never get into a taxi that already has a passenger and instruct the driver not to pick up any additional fares while en route to your destination. Many hotels also have “tourist taxis” that are not yellow but only pick up passengers in front of well-known hotels.

U.S. citizens are advised never to let a “helpful” stranger direct them to a particular taxi or taxi stand and always negotiate the fare before getting in to ensure a fixed price.

Regarding non-drug-related crime, using weapons (handguns and knives) in the commission of street robberies is common; however, gratuitous violence is uncommon as long as the victim complies and hands over the property. In 2013, there was an increase in violence during theft. Home burglaries and, more worrying, home-invasion robberies do appear to be on the rise, especially in the more affluent neighborhoods. Panama City has a curfew for those younger than 18 years of age that is generally from 8:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m. Sunday through Thursday and 11:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m. Friday and Saturday. The times are subject to change depending on your location within Panama. If you are concerned about the exact time, you may contact local police. This curfew applies to both Panamanian and foreign citizens. Under the law, students attending night classes must have a “carnet” or permit issued by the school or, if employed, a Certificate of Employment. Minors picked up for a curfew violation are subject to detention at a police station until parents or legal guardians can arrange for them to be released into their custody. Parents or legal guardians may be fined up to U.S. $50 for the first violation.

Panamanian customs authorities may enforce strict regulations concerning temporary importation into or export from Panama of items such as firearms and ammunition, cultural property, endangered wildlife species, narcotics, biological material, and food products. Contact the Embassy of Panama in Washington or one of Panama’s Consulates in the United States for specific information regarding customs requirements.

Don’t buy counterfeit and pirated goods, even if they are widely available. Not only are the bootlegs illegal in the United States, but you may also be breaking local law if you purchase them.

You are responsible for ensuring that you meet and comply with foreign entry and health requirements and possess the appropriate travel documents. Information provided is subject to change without notice. One should confirm content before traveling from other reliable sources. Information published on this website may contain errors. You travel at your own risk, and we provide no warranties or guarantees.

Visitors and residents in Panama can expect crime to be similar to any other location worldwide. My best advice is to be aware of your surroundings and protect your belongings. I have always professed to be cautious when entering a taxi, engaging in a transaction, or entering an area of higher criminal activity.

Recently, we took a tour of the El Chorrillo barrio community, where gang activity dates back to the Noriega regime. Our tour was led by a capable guide, Victor Peretz, who helped us understand the neighborhood’s people and activities. Without his guidance, we would never attempt to enter this area. While there, we witnessed the police presence, children playing in the streets, a park with people playing dominoes, and a community center that was a safe haven for children to gather. We also had the opportunity to visit a neighborhood bar and a kitchen where local food is prepared, and cooking classes are hosted. Victor pointed out the gang houses and the graffiti art. This is the neighborhood where Roberto Duran and many famous jazz and blues entertainers were born and raised. The community is the home of seven current soccer players from the Panama Soccer team.

Neighborhood History in Street Art
Gang House
Roberto Duran (street art)

This neighborhood borders the famous Casco Viejo area where the Presidential Palace is located. The Casco Viejo gentrification is pushing the borders, and we found it heartbreaking that many people in this depressed community were being driven from the homes where their families have lived for generations.

Street Food Vendor
Dominoes in the park
A neighborhood bar. The beers were $1.

The story’s moral is that we would never have experienced this area without the guidance of Victor. No visitor should go to this neighborhood alone, expecting to be safe. Likewise, no visitor should attempt to visit Colon without a capable guide. Review the list of areas in the article above before setting out on adventures.

Jen and I at Fort Lorenzo Castle near Colon

Jen and I, with numerous adventure buddies, have been to many of these areas. I have detailed these adventures in previous blog posts, my newsletter, my Facebook feed, and my book, 2 Retire In Panama. That doesn’t mean we advocate putting ourselves in danger. Use due diligence and protect your belongings. Keep your wallet and cell phone in your front pocket, and don’t wear expensive jewelry. Most of Panama is safe. Enjoy the beauty of this country, and feel free to explore.

The best place to explore from…Panama!

I’ve talked at length in my book and newsletter about the amazing travel opportunities for retired people living in Panama. Part of the reason for our retirement location decision was the travel we wanted to do as we approached our golden years. We wanted a home where travel is essentially easy to destinations worldwide. Recently, we reported on the opening of the new cruise port on the Amador Causeway in Panama City. When Norwegian began servicing the port, we learned of an amazing cruise itinerary. It turns out that we were among several expat couples who noticed the extraordinary opportunity. We booked the cruise with no concern for air travel.

Rendition of the completed cruise port

We traveled with two other couples from our home in Coronado by private shuttle on February 22. The cruise port is still not 100% complete due to construction delays caused by Covid, so our driver dropped us at the amazing, new convention center where our luggage was collected, documents were processed, and the immigration process was completed. We waited in the comfortable facility to be called in groups for shuttle to our ship. The Norwegian Jewel is one of the smaller ships on their fleet, however we were told that it was leaving port at full capacity (about 2400 passengers).

Newly completed Panama City Convention Center

The passengers were all checked in and comfortably settled into their staterooms by 3:00 and the beautiful ship pulled away from the dock headed to the Gulf of Panama to get in the que for the Panama Canal. We began exploring to find the restaurants and bars aboard. We had dinner overlooking the Gulf of Panama. Following dinner, we found entertainment that surpassed belief. The ship had vocal musicians and dancers/acrobats who entertained the passengers at several venues, including the Stardust theater where nightly shows played.

At 6:00 a.m., the ship began its transit of the Panama Canal. An esteemed member of the Panama Canal Authority, Mr. Jaime Robleto, gave a full narration of the history and construction of this amazing structure. As we passed through each lock and Lake Gatun, the ship moved effortlessly under the direction of the Panama Canal Pilot, who boarded and took control of the ship’s transit. It was amazing how quickly the day passed before going under the Atlantic Bridge and traveling out into the Caribbean. The Panama Canal Pilot had exited the ship, and the captain regained control for the overnight passage to Puerto Limon, Costa Rica.

Whether drawn to beautiful scenery, fascinated by history, or craving adventure, the best way to explore Puerto Limon was to take home a story from an exciting shore excursion. We opted to take the Caribbean Train, Eco Cruise, and Countryside tour. We boarded the open-air train and traveled through the rainforest and banana groves of Costa Rica until reaching our tour bus and being transported to a canal adventure. We motored through mangroves where we witnessed wildlife indigenous to the Costa Rican paradise. Forgive me, but the opportunity for great pictures here was limited. Following our adventure, we were returned to the ship.

The ship left Costa Rica for travel to Curacao. The trip took us through the night and a full day at sea, during which we were able to enjoy the pools, spa, driving range, casino, sports courts, jogging track, and numerous other activities. We enjoyed the tribute to Elton John by Jeffrey Allen in the Stardust Theater after dinner. During the cruise we found ourselves also enjoying the music of Louis Razon in the Magnum Bar. Every stage on the ship offered different entertainment and it was often difficult to decide where to be.

Our cruise package gave us dinner at one of the premium restaurants. We opted for Cagney’s Steakhouse, where our group enjoyed prime rib which we rarely get in Panama. The dinner was a highlight of our trip and the only time we took pictures of the food. I must say, however that the food aboard was all spectacular with one exception. We checked in at Chin Chin for Asian Fusion one night, and everyone at the table was disappointed. Nobody finished their plate. The great thing about a cruise is if one place disappoints, there are others. We slipped into a different place later for appetizers and dessert. O’Sheehan’s Pub was open 24 hours and proved to be a favorite venue for some of our meals. We all enjoyed Azura for several dinners and The Palace for other dinners and breakfasts. We enjoyed the buffet for other breakfasts and a lunch or two. Most of us tried to avoid the buffet for portion control reasons.

On day 5 of our adventure, the captain parked the ship in the port at Willemstad, Curacao around 2:00 p.m. Willemstad is the capital of the Dutch Caribbean Island, Curacao and its beauty hit us as soon as the ship pulled into port. The island is known for its pastel-colored town square as vibrant as tropical flora. Unique to Willemstad is the floating pedestrian bridge that spans the deep and narrow channel splitting the city’s two districts. We opted to explore the shopping, a fort at the port, and have an ice-cold local beer at one end of the floating bridge. It was Sunday and we found several of the shops closed. After a couple of hours, we returned to the ship and continued to enjoy the onboard activities. We left port around 9:00 p.m. for an overnight transit to our next destination Bonaire.

We arrived at Kralendijk, Bonaire around 7:00 a.m. on day 6. The countless coral reefs surrounding its shore are home to more than 400 species of marine life, earning it the nickname diver’s paradise. Many on the ship took off for dive or snorkeling adventures, while others boarded a glass bottomed gondola for prime undersea views. Still others explored the Washington Slagbaii National Park which covers a fifth of the island. Bonaire offered endless outdoor adventures with a healthy dose of colonial charm. Our little group of adventurers opted for some local shopping. The ship departed at around 8:00 p.m. for an overnight transit to Aruba.

The ship docked at Oranjestad, Aruba at 7:00 a.m. on day 7. Oranjestad, Aruba is a bustling harbor city whose streets and malls are dotted with international luxury retailers, diverse boutiques, and dazzling jewelry stores. Fascinating restored landmark buildings can be found along the way, such as Fort Zoutman, Aruba’s oldest building dating back to 1798, which was built to protect the city from pirates. There’s also the Willem III Tower built in 1868. It was once a lighthouse and public clocktower. The Historical Museum, positioned between the two buildings, houses a permanent exhibition outlining the main events in Aruban history. We opted for a best of Aruba tour where we were treated with one of the best guides around. She drove our bus across most of the island stopping to allow us to explore some of the most talked about sites on there. We motored past Haystack before stopping at Casibari, a natural rock formation. We exited the bus and were allowed time to climb the rocks and explore. Once we returned to the bus, she drove us to a very interesting Aloe plantation and factory for a tour. Then we went to the California Lighthouse, all the way getting interesting history and information about “one happy island.” She drove us past all of the beaches and resorts before our final stop, where we were able to spend a few minutes at Eagle Beach. We saw wind surfers and pirate ships along the way. This was a private tour that we arranged outside the ship. She kindly dropped us near the shopping district, so we could explore before returning to the ship. The captain departed around 8:00 p.m. despite the fact that everyone had not returned. Must be that those 2 people were having much too fun and lost track of time. A cruise ship has to maintain a rigid schedule. This was the busiest of the ports we visited with at least 5 other cruise ships docked. Our next stop was Santa Marta.

After 1 day and 2 nights of onboard activities, we made landfall at 8:00 a.m. in Santa Marta, Colombia. Santa Marta is described as pure flavor. The city’s diversity is evident in its landscape, people, and every aspect of its culture. It’s a destination that truly embraces its visitors and makes them feel at home. Santa Marta’s beautiful terrain is its most distinguishing feature with unforgettable landscapes, green foliage, blue sea, yellow sun, and sand. The contrast between the beaches and the white peaked Sierra Nevada, makes Santa Marta a must-see destination. We opted for a full day journey to the Taironaka Indian Reserve. Our tour bus transported us through the city and into the highlands of the Seirra Nevada Mountains, where we exited and hiked to the reserve. This was a difficult hike for many of us and it wasn’t recommended for anyone over 60 years old, children, or anyone with medical conditions. Our tour group had all of these, and a medic hiked with us to the reserve. The reserve had been restored to resemble some of what it may have looked like when occupied by the indigenous people. A museum there contained artifacts uncovered and our guide filled us with history and culture of the people. These were believed to be the first inhabitants of the country. They were gold crafters who also made beautiful pottery, textiles, and baskets. The Spanish had looted their graves which contained gold, jewelry, and other artifacts. Fortunately, their only interest was the gold and much of the rest was left behind for us to enjoy. There was a river nearby and several of our fellow adventurers walked down to wade into its cool water before making the hike down. Our bus returned us to the ship. The exhausted passengers rested and recovered on the ride.

The ship departed at 5:00 p.m. for the overnight journey to Cartagena. The crew on the ship told us that this was the first time they had stopped at Santa Marta.

We arrived on day 10 of our adventure at Cartagena, Colombia. Cartagena is a gorgeous fishing village on Colombia’s Caribbean coast. It has excellent beaches, a historic old town, and colonial architecture. Often considered one of the safest places in Colombia, it’s no wonder it’s a popular cruise port. The first thing one notices when exiting the port is the fabulous estuary between the dock and the street where taxis are available. Our small group got a taxi into the walled city. The taxis and traffic were brutal. The taxi drivers were trying to get usurious fares, and we negotiated before getting into one. Even with careful negotiations we paid $5 USD each for the hot uncomfortable ride. We explored part of the walled city and bought some small trinkets before returning to the ship. Our return taxi ended up costing a more reasonable $10 for four people.

Once onboard the ship, we were all feeling sad that our cruise was coming to an end. The ship departed port at 3:00 p.m. for our final leg of the trip to Colon, Panama. We all went to our staterooms to pack. All luggage had to be in the hall by 9:00 p.m. We went for a final delicious meal at what had become one of our favorite restaurants, Azura. We visited some of our favorite crew members who had served us well on our journey and took in a final show at the Stardust Theater.

Our favorite Bar Server has just brought us a round of mini beers. He takes a mean selfie.
Forbidden shot during one of the acrobatic performances.

I woke early, showered, packed my carry-on bag, and went up on deck to enjoy our arrival to Colon. I was taken back by how beautiful the port town appeared as it slept. I know from experience that this is one of the most dangerous towns in the country. We had our private transportation picking us up on the dock. The extreme poverty was evident as our driver navigated his way to the highway and our return to Coronado.

Jen and I are happy to be returning to a normal schedule of adventuring. Later this year, we will be visiting Riviera Maya in Mexico, where we will stay in a resort near Cancun. In December, we will be traveling to Peru where we will visit Machu Pichu and take an exploration into the Amazon Rainforest. From Peru, we plan to travel to the United States for a few days in Florida. Although the arrangements are still fuzzy, we are planning a cruise from Santiago, Chili around the entire continent of South America, which will conclude in Rio de Janeiro. That will be in March and April of next year. Stay tuned for more. If you want to hear about all our exciting travel, make sure you subscribe to get our blog delivered to your inbox. We will never spam you or sell your information.

Blessings from Paradise,

Greg and Jen

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Adventures With the Family December 2022

Jen’s family made a visit to Panama for an early Christmas celebration, and we were able to take them on a few adventures. The group included her two brothers, one sister-in-law, and two nephews. We were sad that nephew, Connor, and his wife, Olivia, were unable to be with us.

Jen’s older brother, Bill, and his wife, Deb, arrived two days prior to the others. They came through immigration and customs in under half an hour and we were on our way to Coronado in record time. Our guests always enjoy Gold Coast Brewery, so we made a dinner stop for half price wings before getting them settled into their condo accommodations just four floors down from ours in El Alcazar. Our amazing friend, Joan, offered her place for the family while she traveled, and it proved to be perfect with everyone getting their own bed and bathroom. While the family was here, we were able to have meals together and play some family card games in Joan’s condo, which offered a much bigger space than our own.

Thursday gave us some time with Bill and Deb, which was perfect for a trip to the Coronado Thursday Market and some last-minute shopping to prepare for the rest of the family’s arrival. We also took the opportunity to enjoy the pool and a nice dinner at Nazca 21. Bill ordered the whole corvina and was surprised when the small fish hung over the plate on both ends.

Friday morning, I prepared to make the journey to the airport to pick up the remaining guests. While the morning progressed, we watched their flights. Jon was traveling from Minneapolis, while Donovan and Cullan traveled from Detroit. They were to all connect to the same flight in Atlanta. Jon’s flight was delayed as it took over an hour to “de-ice” his plane, and he missed the connection. Ultimately, he got a stand-by flight which put him more than five hours behind the nephews. Bill went along with me to the airport to pick up Cullan and Donovan.

Cullan and Donovan arrive in Panama

The trip to the airport was without incident, but the return was a traffic jam typical of Friday afternoons in Panama. I always say to prepare for travel from Panama City to take anywhere from two to four hours and our trip home was on the long side. Both boys were exhausted by the time we got them settled. We had a nice dinner and off to bed they went while we waited to see what would happen with Jon. We learned he was able to make it onto the later flight, so I contacted Marc Vargas who arranged for his transportation to Coronado. It was nearly 1:00 a.m. before he got here. It was a long day for all of us, suffice it to say it was really long for Jon.

We kept our schedule loose for Saturday, but everyone was awake in plenty of time to take our first real adventure to El Valle. It’s always a favorite of guests, and we could have spent much more than a day there. Our first stop was El Macho Falls. Everyone except Jen and I zip-lined the falls.

Following our zip-line and hike around the falls we went to Zapote’ for lunch. From Zapote’, we took them to the rim of the volcano for a hike to the ridge.

Our last stop was at the market. The market in El Valle is always a special favorite of guests. Everyone found a few treasures to take back to the states. Jon and Deb bought Panama hats while the others found some last-minute Christmas gifts and we all grabbed a little fresh fruit and produce.

Our dinner plans on Saturday took us to Segundo Piso. The fine dining restaurant at our club never disappoints and our dinner was no exception. Everyone had a great meal, and we went home early to prepare for our early (6:45 a.m.) Sunday departure to the Embera Village.

Sunday morning, we caravanned to Panama City with four friends. There we met our tour guide, Marc Vargas. Marc was able to bring his wife Keren, daughter Mabel, and mother-in-law, Esther. They had never been on a tour of an Embera Village, and we had room in our group. It was great having them along. Marc’s family is special to us, and we often consider them part of our own family. At the rendezvous point, we loaded onto a coaster bus for the remainder of the journey to the river where we boarded a piragua. Embera piraguas are carved from the trunk of a large tree. They take about six months to carve, and each one can take twenty passengers and a small load of cargo. We brought fruit, rice, and beans for the villagers. We also brought candy and toys for the children. Our piragua had a motor on it, but that was about all the modern conveniences one can expect to find on an Embera adventure.

We made a brief stop at the village to drop off the cargo before heading to a waterfall hike about twenty minutes further up the river. The lighter load allowed us to travel to within a short walk to the falls. The place was beautiful and secluded inside the national park. This village of Embera people are living within the Chagres National Park where they are trusted with the care and conservation of the land. They are allowed to only hunt and fish for their own personal survival.

Following our visit to the falls, we were transported back to the village where we were met by the tribe. Several men from the village welcomed us with music from handmade instruments. The children met our piragua and took us to the village meeting place where we got an exhibition of native dance. The women in our group were presented with fresh flowers for their hair and Marc, along with the guide from another group, translated to tell us about the culture of the Embera people.

From there, we were taken to an area where food was prepared. Our group was given a light lunch of fish and patacones served in a banana leaf. While we ate, we were told about their crafts and the technique for dying and carving the pieces. Everything at the village is made from wood and plants found in the jungle. The dyes are from fruits and nuts growing near the village and the carved wood pieces are from wood growing in the jungle. The crafts are priced according to the amount of time which goes into their creation.

We were then free to explore the village and shop the crafts in the large meeting place. Each family had a table of their work, which was all magnificent. Jen and I were able to purchase three pieces which we will treasure for a lifetime. Jon and I both got Embera art in the form of a temporary tattoo made from the dyes which they use to decorate their own bodies. The “tattoo” lasted over ten days.

When it came time to depart, we were sad to leave. The people were so kind and welcoming, following us to our piragua to bid us farewell. We were able to get some great pictures and share some special moments with people who didn’t speak a word of English but communicated beautifully by sharing their jungle home.

Our coaster bus met us at the place where we had begun the adventure and transported us back to our rendezvous point. Jen and I took the family to Pedro Miguel Locks from there, in hope of seeing a boat passing through. We hung out at the viewing place for a while and were able to see several boats but really saw nothing of the locks. Late on a Sunday afternoon, we were unable to get into the gallery for tourists, and the Miraflores Locks were closed due to an incident earlier in the week. It was late when we started our journey back to Coronado. If we consider being stuck in stop and go traffic for several hours an adventure, we had our third adventure of the day. Sunday evening traffic between Coronado and the city can be brutal. We were thankful to the vendors selling water and churros to those stuck in traffic. Our final stop of the day was dinner at The Bench. It was the perfect place to unwind and talk about our amazing adventure.

Monday was dedicated to a day of beach and pool fun. It was also Jon’s birthday. He and I took a dune buggy tour of the community and went to the beach. The tide was high and the surf strong, but we managed to have a great time. Later, I took the boys in the buggy. The tide had receded, so we were able to get out in the sand for a little fun.

We were able to enjoy a birthday dinner together; ham, au gratin potatoes, tossed salad, and red velvet birthday cake. On the holidays, our family always enjoys playing Up the River Down the River. Monday night was capped off with a healthy card game competition.

Tuesday, we took them all to Santa Clara for a beach day and lobster lunch. The weather and food were amazing, and everyone had a great time. The beach was packed like I’ve never seen before. The anniversary of the U.S. invasion to take down Noriega (Operation Just Cause) was celebrated here as a day of mourning for the first time, and all the government offices were closed giving many the day off. This new holiday is dry, so no alcohol could be sold or served.

Our time together was coming to a rapid end. Their departure on Thursday morning meant we had only one day of adventure left. A poll of the visitors gave us a great idea. We gathered everyone for a short hike to Filipina Falls high on the mountain near Sora. The drive to the trailhead was long, but the road was good for most of the way. Once we reached the trailhead, we paid the landowner $2.00 each, and the dogs led the way to the falls. I brought a bag of dog biscuits, and the friendly dogs did a great job of showing us the way. Jen and I had purchased Panama T-shirts for our visitors, and we all took the opportunity to sport them on the hike. This made for some great photo opportunities.

Our farewell dinner was later in the evening at Cafe’ Med. Franco and team did a great job of making that last meal together special. It would have been great to have the family here through the holidays, but the entire time they were here was special. Their journeys home were mostly uneventful given the weather in the north. Jon landed in Minneapolis over two hours late to temperatures at negative 11 degrees F. The crew that went to Detroit landed an hour late to snowstorms, but all their cars started, and they were all able to get home safely.

Jon’s Jeep started despite the extreme temperature

As the end of 2022 rapidly approaches, we are missing our time with family. We continue to love our life in Panama. Since moving to this beautiful country, we have made some of the best friends of our lives. The relationships with these new friends keep us busy and adventuring, but the visits from old friends and family are special. We hope that all of you have a safe, healthy and blessed New Year. With adventures planned in 2023 taking us to more than 6 other countries, I look forward to filling my passport with stamps from places I never imagined. I hope we have encouraged all of you to step outside your comfort zone and take an adventure. If that adventure brings you to our neighborhood, please don’t hesitate to look us up. We love having visitors and meeting new people.

Blessings From Paradise,

Greg and Jen

#welovepanama

Our San Blas Adventure

In an article dated January 20, 2022, Joey Bonura lists the 14 Incredible Islands you must visit in Panama. As I scrolled through the article and checked out what he had to say about each, I realized that I could nearly own this list. I have referenced Joey’s blog below. He is a professional blogger sharing great information from his adventures throughout Latin America. Jen and I have had a hard time adventuring in Panama during Covid, but we are resuming our special adventure routine within the country and beyond.

Early last month we checked off one such adventure with a visit to San Blas. San Blas was high on my bucket list, and we scheduled our visit through Elias Perez with Kuna Yala Expeditions. I have referenced Kuna Yala Expeditions below for anyone interested in an adventure there. Our visit was a full emersion experience, staying on the island of Corbiski, where Elias is the administrator and a teacher at a school that educates over 140 Guna children. Almost half his students come from several of the surrounding islands arriving daily by boat.

One of the most outstanding destinations within the national territory of Panama is located in the northern Caribbean coast and is composed of about 365 islands, certainly one island for each day of the year, all of coral origin along 200 miles of coastline in the Caribbean Sea. The chain of islands is called the San Blas Archipelago, and officially known as the Kuna Yala Region. the map below gives a little perspective.

It’s likely that most tourists have heard about this archipelago, and many have seen documentaries on television about this paradise in Panama as the necklace of coral islands has become one of the most popular eco-tourism destinations within the Central American and Caribbean region. Kuna Yala is an autonomous region within the Panamanian territory, and its history dates back more than 500 years before the arrival of the Spaniards to the new continent. Its population comprises approximately 61,707 Kunas (according to the 2000 Census), who reside on the islands and mainland (located in the vicinity of Lake Bayano in northeastern Panama), distributed in about 48 villages in the region.

The Kunas, as the members of the region are called, are considered one of the few indigenous tribes of the American continent that keeps their culture almost intact despite the global changes that affect the world around them. We decided to learn a little more about the Kuna Yala region, the Kunas, their culture, and tourist attractions.

Jen and I had an amazing adventure in San Blas. We traveled to Panama City on Monday afternoon and settled into a room at the Riande. We like to stay there because they allow us to leave our car while we’re adventuring for $5.00 per day. We had a little time for shopping and dinner in the city before grabbing a nightcap and turning in early.

A nightcap before turning in early

Our driver picked us up at 5:40 a.m. for our journey to the port. San Blas can be accessed from Panama City by air daily with 25-minute flights depending on your destination within this set of islands. We opted for the more adventurous journey.  We were transported by four-wheel drive vehicle from the Riande hotel in Panama City, taking the Pan-American Highway toward the Bayano region. It was nearly an hour into the trip that the driver turned off the Pan-American highway near El Llano de Chepo to go directly to the coastal community of Cartí. This option is not for the faint of heart and only accessible during certain months. The road is extremely rough, winding through the mountainous jungle.  A person would have to be insane to take their personal vehicle on this road. It was about an hour before we arrived at the passport checkpoint. Technically, when you enter the Kuna-Yala territory you are entering a sovereign nation.

The passport checkpoint (No photographs allowed)

After passing the checkpoint it was another hour through the winding, rutted jungle road before we reached the port of Cartí.

A good stretch of the road

Once we reached the dock, we were met by our boat captain and guide. They would be taking care of us for our entire visit.

The dock at the Cartí Port

I was able to get some of the information above from Panama 24.org. I referenced their site below if you’re interested in reading more about the Kuna-Yala.

Our first island stop was one of the most famous islands in San Blas, Dog Island.  This is often considered one of the cleanest waters of the world and one of the best places in San Blas to snorkel. There is an old army gunboat sunk near the shore that is easily reached for the snorkeling enthusiast. We were thrilled by the warm, crystal clear, blue Caribbean water. We found changing rooms and hit the beach, enjoying the peaceful serenity of this beautiful location. We spent the remainder of the morning soaking in the sun and swimming.

Dog Island Photo by Mónica J. Mora

There was a small kitchen on the island manned by Kuna women who served us delightful whole fried Corvina, coconut rice and patacones. After a nice lunch, we had more time to enjoy the beach and swim before our boat captain rounded us up. He and the other guide took us to a cool natural swimming place in the middle of the ocean where the water was probably less than 18″ deep. He dropped anchor and invited us to enjoy this amazing place. We jumped from the boat and began exploring the edges which dropped off instantly into the deep, warm Caribbean.  One of the guides walked the entire perimeter, returning with a big armful of conch shells. We got some really neat pictures thanks to one of the other adventurers. The boat had snorkel gear on board, but we didn’t use it (I was concerned with using community snorkel gear because of Covid).

Standing in the middle of the ocean

On our journey, the boat guides toured us around past several islands, giving us a sense of this magnificent place.  The island of Corbiski is where our accommodations were located. The island is the home of many natives. As the boat approached the dock, we could see that the homes of the people went up to the edge of the water covering every bit of available land. There is no infrastructure of roads and utilities. The concerns for environmental changes are apparent, but there is no place to dispose of waste. The first thing I noticed is an abundance of garbage. I was told that all garbage had to be transported back to the mainland where there was a cost for disposal.

The island of Corbiski
These little islands were everywhere
Enjoying the boat journey

Most of the native people live on a few of the larger islands with the smaller islands receiving tourists for beach adventures or camping. Some of the smaller islands turn into party spots after dark. We were thankful for the quiet of our cabana, which had its own private bathroom and a nice little covered porch. It was rustic, but peaceful, positioned on a pier over the ocean. The island didn’t have a beach near our cabana. The breeze was perfect the entire time and we had no concerns with insects. We took along bug spray but never took the can out of our bag. Our bathroom plumbing flowed directly into the ocean and the shower was a mere cold trickle. There were no towels, soap, or toiletries provided. We were thankful we had the foresight to bring our own. There were no outlets. The lights were from a solar cell, and we had USB ports to charge our phones. We had cell service, but no wi-fi.  There was time for a nap before dinner. We met our host, Elias, for the first time late in the afternoon. He came around to make sure we were comfortable and brought a beautiful hand-crafted mola which his wife had made for us. She had fashioned it after the cover from my book. I got a picture of Jen and Elias proudly displaying the book and the mola.

Elias and Jen display the mola and book
Another view of our cabana
A view of our cabana from outside
The cabanas at Corbiski as we approach from the water

Dinner was served around 7:00 p.m. The cook prepared us each a beautiful lobster.

Lobster served with yucca and cabbage slaw

During dinner, we had a perfect opportunity to get acquainted with our fellow adventurers. The other three people, whom we had spent the day, were in the cabana next to ours. They were on an adventure from Lima, Peru. One of them was celebrating her birthday, too. She and I shared a birthday and the five of us had a great time getting to know one another over a great meal. All three of them spoke near perfect English, although they were slightly self-conscience of their ability. They became comfortable chatting with us. They were only there for one night.

Our new friends from Peru and Elias

When we woke the next morning, we went to the dining area and found coffee and breakfast waiting for us. The girls joined us for breakfast, then we boarded the boat for more island adventures. The five of us were treated to two more islands, each better than the previous. We had lunch on a tiny island that actually had chairs on the beach. Jen and I didn’t realize how nice it is to have a chair until there weren’t any.

Our second day lunch was chicken with patacones and salad
Jen enjoys a chair on the beach
Another of the beautiful beaches we visited

To most people, throwing a towel down on the sand is fine. To us, being a little further from the sand is good. That last beach was the hardest to leave, even though we were wrinkled from swimming and over-exposed to the sun. By mid-afternoon, it was time to take our new friends from Peru to meet their boat back to the dock. When we parted, they made sure we had their contact information. They invited us to Peru to explore their beautiful country.

Our new friends from Peru sharing lunch with us before their departure

After we dropped the girls at their transfer point, we had the option to visit another island, which we declined. That quiet little porch of our cabana was calling us home. Our guides took us to the dock, and we went to rest from our adventure. The place was buzzing with a mission group of teens from Connecticut. They were bunking in the other cabanas. The group is led by Mike Evans who operates a 501(c)3 to bring basketball to underprivileged areas worldwide. His mission is called Full Court Peace. I have linked his website below if this is something you want to read more about. I was deeply touched by what they were there to do. Before dark, they had set up a volleyball net on the site of the future basketball court and had the kids in the village involved in a game.

A little time for volleyball before dark
After we left the group assembled the basketball goals and had a basketball clinic for the locals

Elias gave us a tour of his school; however, the students were gone for the day. He also showed us his water project. The village operates entirely on water captured from rain and stored in a huge bladder. No wonder the shower is only a trickle. We enjoyed dinner with Mike and the boys before retiring to our cabana.

The water storage for the village

On Thursday morning we had a nice breakfast with our new friends from Connecticut before departing for home. I am continuing to get pictures of their project and other pictures from Elias and the school. In one respect, the time there was much too short, and, in another, it wasn’t. I would love to have stayed behind to help build the basketball court and see the school in action, but, truthfully, Jen and I were exhausted and had gotten too much of the beautiful sun.

Another view of Corbiski as we depart

We aren’t accustomed to primitive accommodations and were ready for our own bed and shower. The other cause of extreme exhaustion is emotional. I was emotionally drained from the extreme poverty and living conditions of these beautiful people. There is so much they need and so many ways to help that my mind was running on overload.

Volleyball spectators
Some children from the village
Children gathering outside the school

I needed time to get my mind wrapped around how to write this. I would like to suggest ways to help with Elias’s school and water project. I would like to recommend that if this is something that interests you, contact Elias and book a tour. Day trips are available as are multiple day adventures. I would suggest, based on our experience, that one day is enough. If you are a compassionate giver, take school supplies, give generous tips to the people providing service, and offer a contribution to Elias to help with their water project and school. They will offer beautiful hand-made molas which are great souvenirs of your time there. We bought three which we’re having made into throw pillows.

The molas we purchased will make beautiful throw pillows for the sofa

I’ve seen people frame them, fashion them into handbags, or make beach bags from them. The Kuna women use this technique to make their colorful dresses. Jen and I have been supporters of the school there. When Elias presented us with the beautiful mola, which his wife made, we knew this very special gift would be framed.

Our framed Mola

The experience gave me a renewed respect for conservation. The people in these native communities get by with such a small fraction of the resources which we are accustomed to having. I felt bad having an unneeded light on, not finishing my plate, or taking an unnecessary shower. Thoughts of having to do without soap, shampoo, or deodorant horrifies me.

The cost of our adventure was all-inclusive. It covered accommodations and all of our meals. We bought some extra beverages on the islands where we visited, purchased those beautiful molas, and tipped our guides. There were otherwise no hidden costs. It would be wise, if you visit, to carry along a gallon of drinking water. Elias provided us with a bottle when we arrived. The others visiting brought along their own.

References from our visit to San Blas:

Joey Bonura Blog

More about the Kuna-Yala

Elias Perez Kuna-Yala Expeditions

Mike Evans Full Court Peace

Internet Photo

Two weeks following our adventure in San Blas, we took a whale watching excursion with our friends, Mike and Diane. The whale watching season runs from June to November. There are multiple excursions available. We opted for a catamaran hosted by Sea Las Perlas.

In the Panamanian Pacific waters, it’s possible to observe numerous families of humpback whales, who cross the warm waters of Panama’s coasts during their annual migratory journey from Antarctica. During their migration, the entire Panamanian coastline and especially the famous archipelago of Las Perlas (The Pearl Islands), have become the tourist destinations most frequented by travelers who want to witness this extraordinary spectacle of nature.

Our adventure started the day before with our drive to the Amador Causeway, where we checked into the Beachhouse Hotel. It’s a boutique bed and breakfast situated only five minutes from the Isla Flamenco Port where our excursion would begin. This was important as we were required to check in at 6:45 a.m. for the 7:30 a.m. departure.

Check-in
Our comfortable room
The Beachhouse Hotel
Our walk down the causeway

We settled into our rooms and wandered the causeway for a while before taking an Uber to dinner in Panama City. We enjoyed a delightful meal at Casa Alejandro, which is right off Avenida Balboa in downtown.

I woke early to capture some great pictures of the sunrise over Panama City from our balcony.

Sunrise over Panama City

After enjoying the beautiful sunrise, we checked out of our hotel rooms, packed the car, and drove to the dock. Check-in for our excursion was easy and we joined about 35 others on the boat. It was comfortable and there was a guide who was bi-lingual. He gave us a great description of what we could expect. We chose seats inside, which was air conditioned. There was also seating outside at the rear of the boat. Restroom facilities were available aboard the craft.

There has been extreme interest in the magnificent new cruise port being built on the east side of the Amador Causeway at the south end of the Panama Canal. Norwegian Cruise Line is already sailing from the new port, with many other cruise companies preparing to welcome people aboard from this strategic new location. This will position Panama to be one of the premier locations to catch or disembark a cruise. This is a huge feather in the cap of the Minister of Tourism, who had the vision to support this project. I captured the picture below as we left port.

The new cruise facility

There’s never a guarantee that you’ll see whales, but our experienced captain and guide didn’t fail us. About halfway into our journey to Isla Bolaños we happened upon a school of dolphins who gave us quite a show. They surrounded the boat as if we were there to entertain them. Little did they know that we were the ones being entertained.

Dolphins
Dolphins

As we continued on, we began seeing whale after whale. I suspect that we saw well over a dozen before reaching the island. The mama whales were very protective of their young and getting great pictures was nearly impossible. This is a unique experience in life that can’t be missed. The captain was always preserving safety and keeping a respectful attitude towards nature. Despite all of that, we were at times much closer to the largest mammals in the world than it appears in my photos.

I never mentioned earlier that the weather was near perfect when we left Panama City. It, however, began to change as we neared the Pearl Islands. It’s rainy season here and we’ve grown to expect anything. We made landfall on Isla Bolaños at the Sonny Island Resort around 11:00 a.m. It was there where we enjoyed lunch while it rained. The rain continued, making it difficult to enjoy the beaches of the beautiful little island resort. It did subside periodically, and we explored long enough to get some great pictures. This resort is off the grid and a favorite of people who want to disconnect for a day or more. There were cabanas and tents available for overnight guests. Power was supplied by a huge field of solar panels positioned in the middle of the compound. Restrooms and showers were available. This island happens to be the first on Joey Bonura’s 14 islands you must see while visiting Panama.

Isla Bolaños
We made landfall on Isla Bolaños at Sonny Island Resort
The tent experience
Sonny Island Resort Bahia
The Beach Bar at Sonny Island Resort
Magnificent beach
Our boat is parked way out there. We’re going to get wet on the panga back.

With rain coming down in sheets, we got soaked on the small boat which returned us to the catamaran. We didn’t hold out much hope for seeing more whales on the return trip but were pleasantly surprised.  We not only saw more whales, but we also had sufficient time to dry out before arriving back at the dock around 5:00 p.m.

Sea Las Perlas

Sonny Island Resort

In August, we explored two of the 14 islands Joey Bonura says you must see in Panama. In the opening paragraph, I alluded to the fact that I could almost own his list. It looks like we’re halfway through it. In addition to San Blas and Isla Bolaños, which I covered here, Jen and I have explored several of the others Joey talked about. I blogged about them in previous posts. If you’re interested in our experience and haven’t read the previous posts, I have linked them below.

Bocas Del Toro

Boca Chica

Isla Mamey / Isla Grande

Contadora

My blog posts are coming along more infrequently than in the past. I blame this in part to how busy we’ve become in retirement and, in part, to my weekly newsletter. I also blame it on the fact that I’ve been working on the manuscript for a mystery fiction book. The book is not yet named, although the rough draft is complete. Some days it’s difficult to put my butt in the chair and write. We’ll keep adventuring and share our experiences as long as there’s interest. Please sign up to receive the newsletter if you haven’t already. I publish it every Monday morning. Both the blog and the newsletter are free, and we never share your information. If you haven’t signed up to get the blog posts, the sign up is on the right margin. I seem to be blogging about 10 times per year.

Jen and I are going to Columbia in a few weeks. You can expect to see a fresh blog post when we return from there.

Blessings From Paradise,

Greg and Jen

#welovepanama

A Full Month of Adventures

Jen and I started our month of adventures on January 23 when we went to Panama City to prepare for a short visit to Florida.  We are fully vaccinated and not required to test for covid when we travel TO Panama, but when we travel to the United States, even though we are citizens, a negative covid test is required.  I am going to climb on my soap box for one brief moment, and then I will continue the story. The United States hardly requires masks, and the infection rate is under control enough for the President to repeal mask mandates at the White House.  However, citizens traveling from a foreign country to the US must get a negative covid test to go home after a vacation or to visit friends and family there.  We got our negative covid test and, as resident Jubilado’s, paid $30 USD each with our discount.  Travelers without this benefit must pay $50 USD each, adding to the cost of travel.  I believe that this is governmental overreach.  Immigrants crossing the southern border are not tested and are allowed to board buses and flights all over the country, but as a tax-paying US Citizen, I must provide a negative test to go home.  It is time to stand up to the tyranny of the government on this matter. These useless requirements should be removed.

We got our negative test at the airport which is required to be taken the day before travel. This cleared us to travel to our 2nd home in Florida on a flight the next day.  Our winter guests in our condo were to arrive on February 1st, and we wanted to make sure everything was perfect for their arrival.

We got our negative test.

On Monday we boarded our flight to Florida.  While in Florida we visited Jen’s brother, Bill, and his wife, Deb.  They were snow-birding in Fort Myers, and it provided an excellent time to catch up with them.  They treated us to a great meal at one of their favorite restaurants.  In the morning, we all went over to a great outlet mall near their place, and I managed to buy a jacket and a couple of new shirts.  Note to self…even in Florida a jacket will be necessary during the winter months. We had a delightful visit at their vacation condo, before continuing on to our place in Port Charlotte.

Mom and Rich had been staying in our condo since the end of November.  It was a great time to be sure all the kinks were worked out.  There were a few small mechanical issues that they were able to take care of for us before we arrived.  One other issue required that we replace the washer and dryer before our guest’s arrival.  With the nationwide logistics crisis, this was easier said than done.  But we persevered and on Saturday, the new laundry pair was delivered.  This gave mom time to do their laundry before traveling to Panama.  We also had time to get all the sheets and towels washed before leaving, getting the condo in tip top shape for our winter visitors.

In addition to dealing with a few small problems, we were able to do some other visiting before turning our condo over on February 1st.

Lime Tequila in Port Charlotte is our favorite when we are there

The main reason we wanted to be in Florida at the end of January was to bring Mom and Rich back to Panama.  They had been reluctant to travel to Panama because of the language barrier, and they had rarely been outside of the United States.  On Tuesday February 1st the four of us boarded our flight in Miami for our non-stop flight to Tocumen International Airport in Panama City, Panama.

Loaded and awaiting departure

Our arrival in Panama was late evening, and I choose not to drive after dark when possible.  We had reservations at the Riande Hotel near the airport. This is where Jen and I had stayed prior to our departure for Florida, and they allowed us to park in their secure lot for about $5 USD per day.  This detail is for those of you who may be looking for similar options in your travel to and from Panama.  We stayed the night, had a nice breakfast, and found the car just as I left it.  We loaded up the next day, and began our journey to Coronado.

Our journey took us past Casa de Jamon and Price Smart.  We made brief stops at both.  Casa de Jamon is a great restaurant supply-type food store in Costa Del Este.  We picked up a few groceries there and went on to Price Smart for a few other things.  Then it was on to our home in Coronado.

We arrived in Coronado mid-afternoon, and our special guests were able to settle in and relax in preparation for their full month of adventure.  Our dinner plan took us to Gold Coast Brewery for half price wing night.  There they met a few of our friends, and we enjoyed the wings.

I do not know where to begin other than to take the whole month in chronological order.  That first partial week, we relaxed by the pool, took the buggy to the beach for some sand play, Rich got a haircut, and Mom and Jen got pedicures.  Thursday is our weekly domino game. Mom and Rich joined us each week during their visit.   Throughout Covid, Jen and I got together with the same small group of friends for this weekly event, and it has continued.  Everyone agrees that it was one of the things that helped us all maintain our sanity during the lockdowns and other measures imposed by MINSA to keep everyone safe from the virus.

Low tide. We explored a great stretch of beach
Pool time
Saturday morning at the club pool
Mom got a beach excursion too

My favorite barber gave Rich a trim.

The other constant during their visit was Sunday worship at Coronado Bible Church.  Each week we had brunch after church with many of our awesome friends.  Our special guests enjoyed the church, brunches, and meeting a few of our friends each week.  They were slowly beginning to understand why we love our life here in Panama.  Mom loved that I was an active participant in the praise team at church.

Our first adventure outside our little community was to El Valle de Anton.  We included good friends Diane and Mike for a full day of exploring up there.  El Valle has been a favorite of all of our visitors, with those who have had repeated visits always wanting to return.  There are so many places there that we had a difficult time choosing which to explore.  That day we took them to the Orchid Sanctuary, The Butterfly House, El Macho Falls, and the Sunday Market.  We were disappointed that our favorite restaurant was closed.  This gave us a chance to try another place that just did not meet our high standards.  The market gave me a chance to grab some fresh vegetables while everyone else shopped the vendors.  El Valle is a short 45-minute drive from Coronado straight up the mountain.  The entire village lies in the crater of a volcano.  The climate is a bit cooler than the beach communities, and many expats live there.  Check out my book or the archives of this blog to learn more about this magnificent place.

Ready for adventures

El Macho Falls. We couldn’t get them to zip-line it.

The bookstore, El Hombre de La Mancha, had requested more books which I was able to bring back from the States.  The second Thursday our guests were here we went back into the city to make the delivery.  This was a big highlight for me as, when we arrived, they asked me for an interview and photo session.  They are promoting my book on their social media, and it appears that it is selling well in their stores.  The delivery allowed them to stock it in every store nationwide.  We were surprised to find it among the Panama Travel and History books despite the fact that it is only offered in English.  People who have looked for it in the English section have been unable to find it in the stores.  The price for it here in their stores is higher, but the bookstore is a huge advocate for literacy in Panama.  That makes my day to feel like I am doing some small part for literacy here.

Mom found it in the main store in San Francisco

Karen Ceballos, Director of Marketing at El Hombre de La Mancha

After leaving the bookstore we were able to take Mom and Rich for lunch at one of our favorite restaurants in the city, Michael’s.  Mike Nikolich is the owner, and his place is a very successful for breakfast and lunch. He is a native of Michigan and has spent years in the restaurant business in Panama.  Following lunch, we went down to Panama Viejo.  This is the original ruins of the first Panama City.  It was the first port where goods entered the country and were transported over land to the Caribbean for shipment to the America’s, Europe, and Spain.  This gave our guests a perspective of what Panama was like before the canal was constructed.  This location was repeatedly attacked by pirates who were after the precious gold and silver from South America.  The city was later relocated to what is now called Casco Viejo (old town), where they could more easily protect it.

Mike Nikolich grabbed a copy of my book.
Mom and Rich in front of the tower at Panama Viejo

The following week we caught up with our good friend, and the master of tour guides, Marc Vargas, to take an adventure to the Caribbean side of the country.  Marc picked us up and took us for a look at the Agua Clara Lock on the Caribbean end of the canal.  Agua Clara is the new lock designed to accommodate the huge Pana Max ships.  This gave Rich a firsthand look at how the canal works.  Marc took us from there to the Gatun Locks just adjacent to the Agua Clara lock.  The visitor center there is closed, but we were able to see a cruise ship passing through over the hill.  He continued on down to the Gatun Dam where the Chagres River is dammed to provide water to Lake Gatun which is a huge part of the canal passage.  We went from there across the new Atlantic Bridge.  I call this the bridge to nowhere because, when it was completed, the road leading away from it on the west side of the canal was dirt.  It is now paved and leads to Fort Sherman, Shelter Bay and Fort San Lorenzo Castle.  We visited all three.  The road is now nicely paved right through the jungle to the ruins at San Lorenzo.  It is also paved all the way north to Shelter Bay.   Fort Sherman has been mostly deserted since the United States turned the canal over to the Panamanian people.  Shelter Bay remains a prosperous marina which is protected from hurricanes.  After lunch at the marina, we went through the jungle to Fort San Lorenzo Castle.  This was a wonderful experience.  The Fort is under full restoration to maintain its UNESCO World Heritage designation.  I cannot wait to visit again after the restoration is completed.  Despite the construction going on, this is a beautiful tour.  The Fort sits at the mouth of the Chagres River high on a bluff where it was easily protected from the pirates.  Thank you, Marc, for showing us a great time.

Marc gives us a little detail on the new Agua Clara Lock
The Gatun Dam
A cruise ship passing through the Gatun Locks
How about lunch at Shelter Bay?

This Coate’ came to see where we were going
There was a major restoration in progress at San Lorenzo Castle

Fort San Lorenzo Castle sits at the mouth of the Chagres River
Marc checks out the heavy artillery
Fort Sherman is in ruins…no need to stop here
The Atlantic Bridge

Every week during their visit we went to the club at Coronado Luxury Club & Suites.  Jen and I are members, and we enjoy the entertainment on Saturday nights.  That first week we enjoyed a comedian in the Sports Bar followed by Pascal Turner at the pool bar.  We especially enjoy Pascal, and, fortunately, he played every Saturday night during their visit with us.  Pascal often invites me to sing with him and it has become something for which I look forward.  The third Saturday we took our special guests to the fine dining restaurant at the club, Secundo Piso.  We invited friends John and Barbie to join us.  This was a special treat, and it is one of the places which we highly recommend.  Reservations are required and they are only open on weekends.  In the past, non-members have been welcomed at the resort on Saturday night.

Mom and Rich take the opportunity to dance
We did too
John and Barbie got in a little Salsa

Also, that last week in Coronado Mom and Rich spent three nights at the resort hotel to give us all a break from each other.  Jen and I get free nights every year with our paid membership, and we wanted them to have a special treat.  They hung out by the resort pool and got waited on.  Rich wanted to order foo foo drinks with fruit and little umbrellas.  I wish we had pictures of that.  During one of those days at the resort, we got together for a special late lunch at the Beach Club.  The Beach Club is reserved for members and resort guests.  We had a nice lunch and missed the last shuttle back.  I wish they had let us know that it would be the last, but we were hardly done eating when it came.  The staff sent us back on the employee bus.  Someone suggested that we just stay and sleep on the beach.  That was not an option…LOL.

A bird’s eye view of the beach at the club
Mom and Rich at the Beach Club

Almost every Tuesday we ventured to the movie.  The local theater, Cine Moderno, plays movies in English every Tuesday, and it is a favorite way to spend Tuesday evening in the community.  We always meet up with many friends there and enjoy the show.  For Jubilado’s (retired people), the movie plays for $2.50 USD each.  They have great refreshments also at a reasonable price. I put the movie schedule in my newsletter every week, but recently they have added more shows in English on other days.  I cannot always put all the shows and times, so check with the theater for additional showtimes.  Rich said he had not been to the movies in years, and both he and mom thoroughly enjoyed this activity…even if the movie was not always something we would normally go out of our way to see.

We ventured to Santa Clara to another of our favorite places on the beach, Deliciosa Del Mar.  We invited friends, Lorin and Judy, along for what we hoped would be a lobster feast.  Judy gets the credit for the magnificent sunset photo in the featured position above. Unfortunately, we missed the beginning of Lobster season by a few weeks.  We all still had some great fresh seafood before venturing onto the beach.  Everyone had a great time people watching and swimming in the ocean.  This little restaurant has palapas on the beach where you can eat or have drinks.  They rent them to people who do not order from them, but they are free to patrons.  We all had a great time.

Yes, we got in a swim
Mom and Rich hanging out in the palapa
Lorin and Judy walking the beach
Mom and Rich wade in

That last Friday night in Coronado we caught up with Mike and Diane for a great dinner at Café Med. We always seem to get a great meal there and this visit was no exception.

The ambience at Café Med is stunning

To cap off our month of adventures with Mom and Rich, we went from Coronado to Panama City at the beginning of Carnival traffic.  Travel into the city can be a challenge during Carnival.  We soon encountered the lane inversion and we were sharing our side of the highway with traffic heading to the beaches.  This was not horrible, but it slowed down our journey.  We anticipated travel challenge, so we wanted to have plenty of time to get them near the airport for their journey home on March 1st.  This gave us a couple of days to adventure in the city.

The lane inversion

When we crossed the Bridge of the Americas, the decision was made to check out the Amador Causeway and go to the Biodiversity Museum.  This is something that all of our past visitors have enjoyed, and we knew that Mom and Rich would love the experience as well.  We were not wrong.  The Biodiversity Museum is something that no visitor to Panama should miss.  We went down the causeway for lunch and some souvenir shopping, followed by our visit to the museum.  After the museum, we checked into our hotel at the Radisson Panama Canal.

Check out the huge Fig Tree
Panama City skyline from Amador Causeway Love the new Sombreros!
See the Biodiversity Museum over Rich’s shoulder?

Even after almost four years living in Panama, I look for new adventures when we have company.  Sometimes the new adventures are a giant failure, but this one was a definite high and one of the best experiences for myself.  On Saturday evening we ventured to the JW Marriott (former Trump Tower) for a ringside seat on the 66th floor for sunset.  The pool bar is owned by the casino and only accessible through the casino.  The elevator will only stop at the parking garage or the 66th floor unless someone has a key to stop elsewhere.  When we exited the elevator, we were welcomed into an amazing outside venue with an infinity pool, and our reserved table was waiting for us next to the pool.  The views of the city and sunset were unbelievable.  We enjoyed a light dinner (pub food) and drinks while we watched the sunset.  This will be another of those experiences that we share with others.  If you get the chance, do not miss this one.

The following morning, we were whisked away by shuttle to a boat dock in the middle of the Gamboa Rain Forest where we caught our boat.  It is definitely a small world when every one else on the tour bus is from the Grand Rapids, Michigan area, really close to where mom and Rich live!  The Pacific Queen took us on a partial transit of the Panama Canal.  Rich was so intrigued by the canal that we could not deny him this experience.  When we departed the dock, we had a few drops of rain which quickly subsided.  Our boat went south on the Panama Canal as the guide told us interesting facts about what we were seeing.  We traveled past a Pana Max ship, the largest of container ships.  We would see this ship later passing through the big new lock at Miraflora while we were passing through the smaller locks.  We passed the prison where Noriega spent the last years of his life, and several big dredging cranes.  The Gaillard Cut, which was formally known as the Culebra Cut, is where most of the lives were lost in the construction of the canal.  It is the narrow mountain pass taking the canal through the Continental Divide.  This stretch of the canal requires constant maintenance due to the mud slides and silt accumulating in its bottom.  This is where the canal authority spends the majority of its maintenance budget.

The prison where Noriega was incarcerated
Titan, the biggest crane on the canal
This is a large Pana Max ship. We passed it after entering the canal from the dock in Gamboa
Our transit vessel, The Pacific Queen

We continued through the cut and past the Centennial Bridge before reaching the Pedro Miguel Lock. We moved into the lock which we shared on this journey with another tour boat, a small cargo vessel, and a larger ship.  We were lowered in the lock to the level of Mira Flores Lake.  Mira Flores Lake is a manmade lake connecting the Pedro Miguel lock with the Mira Flores Locks.  Once across the small lake, we entered the Mira Flores locks once again sharing with the other three vessels. Mira Flores has two locks taking us down to sea level.  After passing through all three locks, we moved on toward the Pacific and our destination port.  We passed under the Bridge of the Americas, then past our hotel and the Amador Causeway before rounding the point and making dock at the Port of Panama.  The total time of our excursion was right around 5 hours.  Previously, Jen and I did a full passage which took around 12 hours.  The partial passage was much better, as the full passage took several hours crossing Lake Gatun.

A small cargo vessel entering the lock at Pedro Miguel ahead of us
The Welcome Center at the Mira Flores Locks.
The Centennial Bridge. See the Gaillard Cut (part of it) as we approach.
This is the 1st lock at Mira Flores. You can see the last lock ahead of us.
While going through the locks we were next to this other tour boat.
Moving out from the locks toward the Pacific
Every vessel has a pilot from the canal authority during transit. This is our pilot departing the vessel.
Welcome to Port Panama

Our day was not over.  We went back to the hotel for a minute, and Marc Vargas picked us up for a little tour of Casco Viejo.  We wanted to have another sunset experience from a rooftop in Casco.  Marc selected Tantalo, where we had a bite to eat and watched the sunset from a different perspective.  Marc graciously showed us around a little, and we took in the amazing sites of Casco Viejo.  This is one of those places that really requires an entire day.  If you are fortunate enough to get to this neighborhood, check out the many plazas, the churches, The Panama Canal Museum (among others), the artisan vendors, architecture, restaurants, coffee shops, chocolatiers, souvenir shops, and do not miss the rooftop bars.

A short walk through Casco Viejo
Cool picture…Thanks, Marc
Bring on the food and drinks
the main Cathedral of Panama
Another cool picture. This is a panorama before the sun began setting.

On their last day in Panama, we mostly just rested from exhaustion.  We relocated to a hotel near the airport, got covid tests, and shopped in a mall nearby.  Jen and I are still recovering here, and I imagine that mom and Rich are doing the same in Florida.

Our visitors waiting to be tested with their capable translator
El Hombre de La Mancha at the Metro Mall
They had it in stock

For more information about adventuring in Panama, grab a copy of my book 2 Retire In Panama?.  It is available at Amazon, on Kindle (Kindle Unlimited Readers get it free), and at El Hombre de La Mancha bookstores in Panama.  I am sharing some links below for some of the adventures and sites that contributed to this great month of adventures with my folks.

Blessings From Paradise,

Greg and Jen

#welovepanama

 

Casa del Jamon

Coronado Bible Church

Coronado Luxury Club & Suites

2 Retire In Panama?

Tantalo

Panama Canal Tour

El Hombre de La Mancha bookstores

Gold Coast Brewery

Marc Vargas

Biodiversity Museum

Pascal Turner

El Valle de Anton

Panama Viejo

Cine Moderno Coronado

Casco Viejo

Café Med