Link to Pictures from December in Panama

When you plan for so long, and finally arrive at a landmark goal, the result can be anticlimactic. It is almost as if life truly is about the journey, not the end destination. We are in Panama. There is real joy: house sale and packing nightmares are over, the trip was uneventful…We are just plain happy to be here. It’s hard to switch, though. How do you just chill, after you’d been focused for so long? Do I need some kind of purpose or mission in life now? In case you wonder, I do think too much! The realization that we have all the time in the world is not quite sinking in. After deconstructing my life in Canada I promised myself not to accumulate anymore, and yet, here we are, needing this or that and running through the stores breathlessly. Only a few more big items to get, take a breath. Every second day Maciek and I patter around the house, install this or that, go to the pool, read, cook and relax. It is nice and peaceful time. No more city noise, just birds, crickets and wind in the trees. I’ve always felt I belonged in the country, and never had a chance to experience it. Crickets put us to sleep. Birds start their chorus around 6:00 AM and are sometimes joined by distant howler monkeys. Damn roosters crow around 5:00 AM. After a while, it all becomes background noise. It’s a jungle! We are yet to see a snake or a scorpion. Even though there are screens on all the windows and doors, tiny flies find their way in and gather around light sources every evening. John below and Ruth and Jack already have a few resident geckos. I am sure it is a matter of time before we learn to co-exist…No-see-ums show up around the pool in the evenings leaving marks on our skin when we venture for a swim. Too bad, because the evenings are cool and relaxing, and the field of fire flies delivers quite a spectacle. As you can see from the pictures, we are now set up for a day on a beach – got chairs, umbrella, coolers and mats. Last time we paid $8 dollars for shade or $20 (per person) to access pools in Las Olas (a resort on the beach). Too much for poor retirees! The excesses had to stop. Food: for the first few weeks I have trouble adjusting, meaning I don’t like what I eat. I guess my taste buds need a fine-tuning, or I start cooking better, because after a while this feeling goes away. We now have a decent size bbq and as of today some garden furniture to eat outside. It is tough to limit booze consumption as liquor is very affordable. $9 for a flat of good beer, 10 for 1.75 bottle of quality rum and so on…We’ve been having beers when heat was getting to us, wine with dinner and some cocktails in between. This behaviour needs to end as we are growing fat bellies again. Today is the first alcohol free day. We will see how long this resolution lasts. Unfortunately, it is holiday season, and New Year’s Eve is approaching. Damn! Panama is a kaleidoscope of many impressions: poverty alongside North American wealth, trash on the streets and quite stunning natural beauty; friendly, happy people and gringo prices. It’s a world of contrasts and we’ve barely scratched the surface. Actually, we know close to nothing. That’s why I am reluctant to write, hoping to sort it all out in my mind first. This process may take a long time though, so here you go. A few loose impressions.