Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Like a Cuban Refugee

Today as I was taking the boat into civilization I had alot of time to think and ponder about my life. Normally I fall asleep on the boat with the waves lulling me to sleep. However this morning it was raining. I can´t sleep when it rains. So huddled and miserably wet on a boat at 6 in the morning like a Cuban refugee I thought about the following things.

I´ve had a cold for the past couple of days and thus sneeze alot. The first time someone sneezes here in Panama, everyone says Salud (Health). The next time dinero (money). And the last one is amor (love).

Salud:
A couple of weeks ago I walked into an edge of a bed frame and banged it really hard. I thought it was a deep bruise but after being sore for 2.5 weeks I checked it out with the doctor. The sweet MRI machine showed that I have partially tore my ACL, my MCL and my meniscus. So I´m heading to Panama City to determine if I need surgery or some type of voodoo magic.

Dinero:
Same day I found out about my knee I left my wallet on a counter at an internet cafe. I remembered it immediately but when I returned it was gone. Some nice guy returned my wallet with all my id´s in it, but none of my money. Since this is the second time it´s happended to me, I´m more pissed off at myself for letting my guard down.

Amor:
You didn´t think I would tell everything did you?

On a side note I saw an iguana cross the road today. I think that´s a sign of good luck. Or at least I´ll take it as one.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Not your tipico baile

I went to a baile a couple of weeks ago and was pretty surprised. I´ve been to bailes (dances) before in Panama so I thought I knew what to expect and was pretty much a champion at all things baile.

Maybe that´s true for the rest of Panama, but not in the Peninsula. So here are the rules for the baile in my site:

1. They start at 10 or 11, depending on how many more generators we have to scrounge up. Yeah, generators.

2. The guy dancing with you has a bottle of seco in his pants. Or it could be two, you never really know.

3. Fights are normal. They are only really serious when they take off their shirts. The other fights are just playing.

4. The dance will last till 7am. At least that´s when the accordian player stops.

5. It will be fun, with friends, and lots of guys for protection. Just leave early.

Ok, that´s it, I´m out.

Write me folks, send letters and packages. My addy is on the side of my blog. I´ll try to post some photos and surf footage next time. Love ya!