We are now rested, relaxed and duly whining about Chicago cold. It is as though we never left. Well, except that we now both have toasty tans. (As toasty as us two very white people get, that is.)
I have plans on writing much more about our adventures. You'd think, and you'd be entirely right, that there is a lot of writing for me to do to tell you all about our trip and the awkwardness that ensued when I realized exactly how poor my Spanish language skills have become. I promise, there will be stories.
For now, you will have to be satisfied with a few photos.
The canal, from our tiny plane.
Our camp-sight after our hike. That little orange blob is our tent. I took this photo from the very top of the volcano (Volcan Baru.) |
Coffee beans, on Tito's farm. |
Monkey stare-down outside our hotel, Cerro Ancon, Panama City. |
The gorgeous view from the balcony attached to our room at Garden of Eden Resort in Bocas del Toro. |
I am jealous. And glad you are back.
ReplyDeleteveryvery jealous. stories pleaz.
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