A New Mind-Boggling Location 

It is true that we don't always get what we want or expect. This moving from place to place and from one Air B&B to another can fool us. All you really have to go on is the description on-line and the photos that may be representative or not. It is quite easy to take photos of the positives of a place and leave out the negatives. There are also factors that we don't take into consideration until we arrive at the new location. We did arrive in our current location in  Coronado, Panama with high hopes. The facilities are very new and pristine, 5 or 6 duplexes arranged around a beautiful pool. There's also two thatched roofed shelters that provide hammocks, grills and shade which is needed in this tropical clime. Inside the duplexes the furnishings are what could be called minimalist. There is a counter in the kitchen area at which one could sit and eat except there are no stools. We eat most of our meals standing. There is a couch which I'm sitting on right now that is comfy but there is no place to comfortably do what I'm doing....writing on the blog, doing banking etc. There's one little table about the size of my laptop and that's it. There is a table and chairs on the patio outside the back door but its in the morning sun, not a good place to be. It's 86 degrees with 86% humidity. We have started eating our dinners out there since it's somewhat cooler by 6pm. This close to the equator the days and nights are almost equal in length and no daylight savings time.

The info we read before choosing this place, by the way its called the Bambu Haus, stated it was within an easy walk to restaurants, the beach and grocery stores. So the first evening we were here we set out to walk to Picasso's restaurant and get dinner and a few groceries. I'm guessing it was a mile and a half, 85 degrees and similar humidity. Needless to say we were hot, soaked with sweat and exhausted upon our eventual arrival. After eating we went across the street to what was basically a convenience store and bought stuff for the next day. Now it was dark, the road back to Bambu Haus had no sidewalks but did have heavy traffic. It was scary, couldn't get a taxi so we took a side road, rutted dirt all the way. We did make it okay except of course tired, again dripping with sweat and ready for the bottle of wine we carried back from the store.

We also discovered that the beach and the Pacific Ocean weren't just a stroll away, a pretty good hike instead but a nice beach for walking.

It didn't take us long to discover Uber has a real presence here and that's been how we are getting around recently. There are also a number of taxis.

I don't want to bore you all so going to stop now but will be back with more about Coronado soon. Just want to point out mind-bogglings can come in positives or negatives.  

 Stan the Man

 

 

 Mind-Boggling Stuff:

Time drags at times, then it speeds up and hurries on it's way. As Katherine indicated we are not often up to date on the time, date, month or.... I was going to write year but that's not accurate, we do know the year. But where we were for a week in the little remote town of Pedasi, Panama we could have been in Honduras in 1965. That's where I was back then working as a Peace Corps Volunteer. The living conditions around our house, an Air bnb remind me of the living standards back then in Honduras. One could say they are living at the subsistence level with only those possessions that are absolutely necessary. But we can't jump to any conclusions based on that since they seem happy, are very family and neighborhood oriented and every household, it seems, has a dog or two and many homes have a rooster and a number of chickens running about. Most homes do not have air conditioning There are a few cars but not many and some streetlights. Yes, there is electricity and running water that can be consumed which was not true in 1965.

Speaking of cars, we rented one from a local place that had a few. I can't tell you what a bucket of bolts that was, non-functioning power steering, I'm sure with all the rattles it had people could hear us coming a mile before we got there. I also can't tell you what brand of car it was either, wasn't something important enough to pay attention to. Anyway, we rented this car just for exploring the nearby attractions. We visited two beaches, Pedasi sits on a range of hills just above the Pacific Ocean. The roads to the beaches are dirt and very rough. Once you get to the end of the road it abruptly ends just above the beach and there is barely enough room to turn around and no parking. There are few people on the beach unlike what a beach in the United States would look like, mobbed with people.

Our last full day at Pedasi we were invited to the home of an American couple's home. We had been wondering where the ex-pats lived. One of them was a presenter at the International Living Conference we attended in Panama City telling us how great life is in Pedasi. Well, several miles out of town we drive into a gated community that could have been a suburb of Miami. There are probably 30 homes, beautiful homes but the expats don't live in Pedasi. They live 3 miles outside the town and have their own little isolated well-to-do community. I was disappointed they weren't integrated into the community but it appears that's the way it goes in Panama.

We left Pedasi the next day and are now in Coronado, Panama. Read about it next time.

Stan the Man 

 No Clocks!!

Loving this "No Clocks" to live by or mark time...really the first place we've stayed without a clock.  Mind Boggling!  There are other time keepers at play here though. The first rooster crowed at 3:33a.m.., (I just had to sneak a peek at my phone). Okay, it's 5 a.m. somewhere... Not a glimmer of day light.  Maybe it's the night sentry crowing an "all's well."  Two or three others join in a round of "cockle-doodle-doo's, then all is quiet for awhile.  The whole mind-boggling band of roosters all join in earnest around 5 a.m. and again at sun-down.  Quite a cacophony mixed with bird calls, happy hens, and barking dogs!

It is the sounds of life here in this neighborhood.  Sure beats the racket of the city; sirens, back-firing trucks, and fast cars. We don't hear the sounds of exiting commuters either...perhaps they work from home or walk to work.  We do see many houses with open doors and windows to take advantage of the breezes instead of closed in with A/C like we are here in our air bnb. Takes a bit to adjust to 80 degrees, and 78% humidity that changes little from day to night. Beautiful blue skies greet us each morning. 

 Today we explore another playa and put our feet in the sand and cool waters of the Pacific.

Until next time,

K. 

 

Mind-boggling struggles, contrasts and landscapes:

For the last hour I have been struggling to get permission to write this post on our blog. I still don't understand what the issue was but it feels like Google is always creating steps I have to figure out before I can gain access and accomplish what I so desire. Finally after trying a number of strategies I was able to maneuver my way through their obstacle fields and here I am writing. Emotionally it is very aggravating to go through these things. Okay, enough of that.

So, a couple of days ago we completed our stay at the Panama City Hilton. Three grueling days of one speaker after another. We were trying to take in as much as we could. Mostly good speakers talking about their favorite places to live or visit in this country along with the necessary bureaucratic procedures to establish a residency here. There's one type of residency in Panama that is particularly beneficial for retirees, its called the Pensionado and provides all kinds of benefits, lesser fees for a variety of services and goods etc. We're mostly interested in the various locales that sound interesting and not settling down and living here, at least at this point.  We have a list of places we would like to visit. Of course, each of the speakers has their favorite place and its hard to sift through that. During the conference there was some fun and what they call "adult beverages." Yes, outside companies sponsored social hours with free drinks so those were nice opportunities to talk with other participants and exhibitors.

We had already decided where we wanted to spend some time after the conference, a small town of about 3000 inhabitants named Pedasi. We hired a driver, Miguel to drive us there yesterday. We left Panama City traffic behind at 10AM, Miguel arrived early and we left the traffic of the city behind, quickly. Yes, he is a good driver, and fast. It was a good chance to practice our Spanish while he practiced his English.It turns out he is a policia at night. The roads were good, at least on par with the USA in most places.

Our destination was reached at 2:30 in the afternoon. The town is almost at the end of the road and is way out on a Peninsula that is very dry and hot this time of the year but still humid. The nearby terrain is hilly and as brown as can be. The difference between Panama City and being here in Pedasi is truly mind-boggling. Our spacious AirB&B is surrounded by jungle vegetation, green and beautiful while the major early morning sounds come from a myriad of roosters, hens and dogs. With good air conditioning and overhead fans we are quite comfortable. There are beautiful beaches just a seven minute drive from here that we will explore soon, more about that next time.

One last thing: This town has no street names or house numbers. We drove around with our rattle trap car we rented, trying to find our place. Without the assistance of the owner of the house who lives up in Seattle via e-mail etc. we might have never found it. But we did.

Stan the Man and Katherine the Great

  

 

 

 Mind-boggling New Location

 More travels, mind-boggling travels:

Yes, we are actually in Panama. Arriving here wasn't a piece of cake as they say but it was worth it. Left Tri-Cities (Pasco) on a late afternoon flight, that was about 5:30PM; arrived at Seattle at 6:30PM. Waited around for our next flight that took off on the way to Atlanta, Georgia about 10:30PM. Flew over night and arrived in Atlanta at 5:50 AM. I slept maybe an hour on that flight. Then on to Panama City without a lot of sleep. I must admit I was tired and sleepy from the many sleepy hours on the flight. By the time we arrived and began the trek to our hotel with others bound for the same conference we were headed to at the magnificent Hilton in downtown Panama City. 

Now we have been here for two days, attempting to overcome our travel fatigue while also attending many presentations focused on the good things about Panama and how and why we should live there. There are some reasons we shouldn't large birds circling, they look like the vultures we see all the time in Arizona but then we got to our room on the 23rd floor and the next morning for the first time we could look down  at them during the morning and see them from above. What a shame, they are so beautiful and glide so easily. I wish I could do the same, but seeing them from above is a  treat. Okay, there is so much more going on but I will be sharing on this blog again soon. Stay, tuned? 

Stan the Man 

 Mind Boggling Stuff

Number one mind-boggling is Katherine joining me on this blog. It's great to have her join with me even after she was a little resistant, saying she was no writer. My thought is that if you write, you are a writer, so she now is a writer. I have and will continue to appreciate her input and participation. She has a different perspective than me that is invaluable.

Number two mind-boggling is what Katherine brought up in her last post: Connections. I had many connections in Green Valley and Tucson that I don't want to lose and that I value. I don't know yet where we will end up but I will want to have easy access to those Southern Arizona communities because of my ties there. The Scribblers, writers group, the two exceptional writers at Canyon View are all people that are special to me and that I am missing already.

Number three mind-boggling is our current location we are staying at Katherine's brother's home. Earlier a family reunion took place. I have never really felt at ease, accepted by her family but this time it feels different. Maybe they changed or more likely I changed. Perhaps I am more accepting and more myself, this probably happens as we get older and it makes for better relationships, or as Katherine says, "connections," doesn't it?

One final mind-boggling thought. It's cold up here in the North, I lived here in Kennewick twice during my career. I didn't think it was so cold but after 10 years in Southern Arizona it certainly feels cold. I don't seem to ever get warm but, of course, I don't have the correct coat  and gloves that would be a bit of protection. This is the so-called Banana Belt of Washington State but its still winter. In the distance, jutting up 2500 feet from the flat landscape is Rattlesnake Mt. This morning it was white with new snow. The temperature hasn't been above the 50s since we've been here. I know, it's not below zero like Minnesota and places like that but it feels downright cold to us. I'm not sure I could live here again.

On to Panama, heat and humidity in two days. Sounds good to me. 

Stan the Man 

 

 Connections and Re-Connections

In our mind-boggling migrations from Green Valley, this time in a northerly direction, we leave behind good friends, including mi tres amigas. Whether by serendipity or divine intervention, these three ladies have become dear friends.  It all started with volunteer opportunities and weekly visits and morphed into friendships that will last a lifetime. Despite distance, these ladies and I still connect through texts, emails, snail mail and phone calls. And it's more than just a technological connections, it is the heart strings that are connected too.

We have felt that with our reconnection face to face with family here in Washington.  We have been far-flung for years and yet our gatherings are joyful and heartfelt.  We leave other friends here and there behind as well, and over many years continue to stay connected, looking forward to meeting up again to share and exchange the adventures and lives each of us is living. 

This week our migration will be to the south as we fly to Panama City, a new country I've never visited.  What mind-boggling connections and adventures await us... 

Till next time, 

Katherine