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Saturday, March 13, 2010

The Grilled Cheese Incident

On our way back from the Kuna Yala Comarca we traveled through Panamá City. While a non-tinted bus would have been ideal, we still got to see a lot of the city and learn about the history. We stopped at the Miraflores Locks to wait patiently as a large ship passed very, very slowly through the Canal. We also visited Casco Viejo and Panamá Viejo, two former locations of Panamanian settlement just outside the current city. That night we stayed in the same hostel in Gamboa and had a jolly good time making friendship bracelets over some cheap rum and juice.

The next morning we all missed the bus to Panamá City, so Maeve, Joy, Jackie, Nancy and I snuck into the Gamboa Rainforest Resort for a relaxing afternoon. We mostly swam, enjoyed the luscious scenery, and made small talk with a lot of wealthy Canadians while pretending to stay with rich relatives. Quite the splendid day. We also decided to eat lunch there (we ordered meals because the buffet was $22) which included a fun scuffle between Jackie and our non-English speaking waiter. It peaked when Jackie requested that the waiter feel her not-so-grilled $7 grilled cheese, after trying to explain with every Spanish phrase we knew that her sandwich was not even a tiny bit melted. Basically it ended with a free tuna pita because no one could comprehend what grilled cheese meant. A very splendid afternoon indeed!
That evening we headed back to La MICA and rested well after a great week of travel. It would only be a few days until a group of us would travel to Boquete, of which I will post more soon...

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