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
