Back in my favorite city.

I should probably start this story with the honest beginnings that took place once upon a time. After spending my summer on the road in my new position at work I experienced a moment of personal weakness. I found out I had leaned on someone to provide strength. That someone decided it was time to go, and I was faced with a decision. What becomes of Panama? Do I consider my past a memory better forgotten or a stepping stone for betterment? I chose the latter. I purchased a ticket to go see Panama, visit my room mates who have become family to me. I wrote my last exam and departed on this adventure. Planning to cross into Medellin for Christmas by boat. I flew to Minneapolis first and stayed for a day. Everything was really nice, perhaps a little cold for only a sweater but I survived. Eating Pizza in my hotel room and watching Road to Perdition. The next morning I was walking to the airport when an economically disadvantaged man decided he didn’t like Canadians. He spit at me and told me to go back to Winnipeg. Perhaps he didn’t notice my Saskatchewan Provincial coat of arms on my backpack or he would have realized such a mistake. In any case I just kept walking and was slightly relieved to be leaving the city.

I arrived in Panama on a Saturday very late. I walked out of the airport and ran into some Brazilian people who were looking to share a taxi. They also required my assistance locating a hotel. My Spanish skills are still a little rusty because for some reason I only charged them $10 on a $30 bill split 3 ways! In any case I arrived in Calle Uruguay to warm welcomes. I was disappointed to learn the next day that my friend Humberto who operated the cigarette stand has gone MIA. No one seems to know who he was. Perhaps Ill never see him again.

Today, (Monday) I went to the local airport on what I am now calling Diablo Frios, to buy a ticket for Puerto Obaldia in which I planned to take a boat onwards to Turbo, Colombia and a bus into Medellin. I asked for the ticket but to my surprise the lady asked what year? apparently there is a 2 year waiting list for reservations. Now, I think Ill have to purchase a ticket from Copa. Loosing the adventure of it all but still gaining the experience of Medellin.

Tonight My roommates and I went to my favorite mall for a bite with their friends. I met (Actually yesterday, but got a little more time today) a Panameanita  mucho bonita. I also had a bite of my favorite sushi in the world from Sushi Express. Although, I think it really is better in the restaurant.

Tomorrow Ill pay for my ticket and hopefully find some time to make my roommates pancakes with maple syrup! Already planning another trip. So many things I haven´t had enough time to truly enjoy. It only takes a few days to realize you really need to be here for a month or more. Good thing there is always February because I´m leaving so many stones unturned It´ll drive me crazy.

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