After lunch on Sunday we start our drive to Panama City. Monday morning at six, dressed in long pants, I line up to get my police clearance for GANNET2 to leave Panama by container.
Meanwhile we got one last day in town Saturday and went for a walk. Liz and Remy from Alberta, last seen in Guatemala last year have shown up here at Pension Topas in Boquete and Liz is as enamored of the town as is Layne.
It’s the irritation of travel, having to say goodbye. They show up…you leave.
So we made the most of it and wandered around one last time checking out what is on offer.
Rusty of course was perfect.
Saturday was a rainy day, in the middle of dry season, so we blamed the Canadians for bringing that irritation with them.
But it was a good day to be indoors and watch Remy slicing delicate chocolate cake with a Neanderthal tool:
The pastry to the left above is a Portuguese “pasteis de nata” which I have read about and never expected to find in Panama. It’s a simple custard pastry which reminded me of the similar things you sometimes find in Chinese restaurants. Chalk that up as another experience even if it was no big deal.
We ducked in and out of the rain and I took a few pictures of Boquete as we went.
Arizona tagged motorcycles came and went. Boquete appeared to hold no appeal.
If you enjoy Monty Python comedy you know what I was thinking as I saw golden chocolate frogs:
When you crest the last rise on the main road from Davíd this is your view of Boquete, 3500 feet above sea level, 25,000 inhabitants of which 5,000 are foreigners and mostly Americans. English is widely spoken, the climate is cool and comfortable year round though rainy season in the summer months is very wet. If you seek escape, look no further. We, however are travelers not settlers and plan to end up back in the States.
Rusty loved it here and I was sorry to tear him away.
Six weeks in one spot was a bit too long!
