The Arrival

Panama City Travel Blog

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Packing at home

I arrived in Panama City this afternoon at 2pm, and found Uncle Bruce waiting for me outside customs/immigration as promised. 

Although the flights themselves were relatively painless (a 5 hour flight to Miami, and a 2 hour flight to Panama), the trip seemed to take a while.  The 5 hour trip to Miami was plagued by a reading light that didn´t work - unable to read in the dark, I resorted to watching the movie (Young At Heart - which actually turned out to be pretty good) and trying to doze.  My 5 hour layover at the Miami airport also took a while - I continued with my dozing efforts, but the airport was extraordinarily cold.  Having packed for the Equator and not the Arctic, I was ill-equipped.

Sitting in the airport
  Finally, the 2-hour flight to Panama was, well, interesting.  It was pretty bumpy - no, ok very bumpy - and the woman next to me was scared silly, holding the man next to her (I assume her bf or hub) in a python-like death grip.  I was worried she was going to barf - and in particular, since she would´t want to barf on her bf, I was worried she´d spray the other direction...

Finally arriving in Panama, I pretty much cruised through customs and immigration.  Bruce was there waiting, apparently for the second day in a row.  Sorry Bruce!  Guess we got a little mixed up on fact that my journey was over course of 2 days - although from my perspective I was leaving on Wed, from Bruce´s perspective I was arriving on Thu.  Ooops.  Well, I appreciate the ride! 

Bruce gave me the tour of his neat condo in the City - what a killer location!  And he gave me the "powerpoint" intro -- maps, keys, local mobile phone, tips and tricks, etc.

The view from Uncle Bruce's condo
   And he gave me 2 umbrellas - it is the rainy season after all.

We then both took naps and began our nighttime adventures around 7pm.  Oddly, we hit sushi first - a new place we wanted to try.  Then we quickly reverted back to our routine in Uruguay - we hit a couple bars, tried all the local brewed beer we could find, and practiced our spanish with anyone who´d listen. 

By 3am, I was sitting at an outdoor club, between Monica and Sol - two lovely locals - sharing beers, eating deep fried shrimp, and listening to 80´s music.  Does it get better than this?

 

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Packing at home
Packing at home
Sitting in the airport
Sitting in the airport
The view from Uncle Bruces condo
The view from Uncle Bruce's condo
Uncle Bruces condo
Uncle Bruce's condo
Panama City
photo by: Biedjee