Boat trip back from Isla Contadora was a bit on the hairy side – rough sea – so we were glad to return to Panama City. Waiting for us at the jetty was Tony, our host on Contadora, to claim the golf buggy hire he wouldn’t take with plastic. But he and his wife then commissioned their taxi to drop us off at our last accommodation, so that was appreciated.
To our last ‘home’ of Panama: we have an AirBnB’d apartment in a Block called PH Vitro Loft Studios. The flat is a duplex, with bed and bath rooms on a mezzanine floor and the end wall is glass curtain walling. The view was supposed to be stunning, but we only peer over the rear of the city. However, we are on the 12th floor. The block has 26 floors. On the fifth floor, there is an outside swimming pool as well as a washing room, a games room and a squash court. Yep, a squash court! I’ve spent the whole day walking around in my Wales Squash T-shirt, but so far noone has stepped forward
We did the Sunday thing of walking the bay, to be surrounded by families. Except we weren’t, neither was the road shut off for pedestrians only. Hard to fathom routines in this country, other than there don’t seem to be many.
When we boarded the ferry yesterday afternoon, we had to do it from another beach because the captain decided it was too choppy. We left our big piece luggage at the normal beach and Indoors spent some anxious moments watching for its arrival. Then suddenly it appeared from another boat that had loaded it from the normal beach.
Our walk this afternoon ended with the negotiated purchase of two Panama hats, neither of which I wore home for fear of losing it. Panamoia?
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