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Passing Time in Panama



Well my late arrival, and the even later arrival of my golf clubs and clothes are well behind me and I've been enjoying a relaxing time on the beach at Bijao, Panama, near Santa Clara.

The days have fallen into a simple routine of golf in the morning, before it gets too hot, a bit of a nap, lunch, another nap, a dip in the pool, a walk on the beach and a cocktail or two before dinner.

The temperature here is in the low to mid 90s for you American types and around 32-36C for my Canadian compatriots. So it's good to get the golf out of the way early in the day. When I first arrived I was after my brother-in-law to find an 18 hole course. The one at his place is 9 holes. Well, I tell ya it's all I can do just to finish 9 holes. So that's just as well.

Things move slowly in Panama. Case in point: the air conditioner in the living room blew and my brother-in-law made arrangements to get it fixed last Saturday. Last Saturday the repairman called and said he'd be by this morning. He hasn't arrived yet. We all have air conditioning in our bedrooms so sleeping's no problem but boy it's hot in that room during the day! You might just as well spend your time on the balcony.

Speaking of which "Mom", my 82 year-old mother-in-law, and I like to spend a little quality time in the late afternoon out on the balcony, she with her gin and tonic and me and my cerveza. This is an interesting time of the day. You see she speaks French and I speak English and I think the more we have to drink the better we understand each other.

The view from the balcony

This morning I took a stroll down the beach and watched the sun come up. Here are a few pics. I may not want to go home, guys.







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Unfinished Person said…
Isn't that always the case that the more you have to drink, the more you understand each other? I know it is when I drink alone. All my personalities get to know each other. ;)
12 March 2012 at 10:47
nonamedufus said…
One day I'd like to hang out with you Bryan. I mean more than just via my iPanama iPad.
12 March 2012 at 12:20
Mike said…
We're having record temps in Quebec, so your intention was to escape the cold, joke's on you.
12 March 2012 at 12:45
Quirky Loon said…
Wow. Gorgeous pics. And I don't blame you for not wanting to leave. In fact, back during my Costa Rica phase (heh heh), Panama was my SECOND choice. I'm jealous.

HA!
12 March 2012 at 16:17
nonamedufus said…
Costa Rica? I was in Matapalo a few years back. Costa Rica's a gorgeous country. But so's Panama. I love them both.
12 March 2012 at 16:48
nonamedufus said…
You know even with the spike of "warm" weather, I'd still prefer Panama, Mike. You can golf here.
12 March 2012 at 16:50
Ziva said…
It looks absolutely wonderful, Dufus. I'd love to join you for a glass of wine on the balcony, but I don't think all the cerveza in the world would make it possible for you to understand my Swedish.
12 March 2012 at 17:06
nonamedufus said…
We could always try, Ziva. How do you say cerveza in Swedish?
12 March 2012 at 23:09
Ziva said…
I think we could at least have fun trying.. Cerveza is "öl" in Swedish.
13 March 2012 at 08:09
nonamedufus said…
Well then, better make that tav öl. Or dos cervezas, or deux bieres, or two beers. Look at that. I'm multi-lingual in beer-speak. We're off to a good start. Stay thirsty, my friend.
13 March 2012 at 09:53
meleahrebeccah said…
Oh wow. Looks amazing! I would be fine with the no AC situation if I was in a place as beautiful as that.
13 March 2012 at 18:13
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