Sunday in Panama
On our last day in Panama we traveled to the mountains and to the sea.
Leaving Gamboa you go over a bridge right by the Canal--in the distance is one of the big freighters that constantly cross, in this case, from the Pacific to the Atlantic.
We went to a great marketplace in a mountain village--David got a Panama hat
and I salivated over these bags with molas on them--full, full, full of patterns!
We stopped for lunch at a hotel outside of town--actually, not this one (too fancy) but another with an outside terrace for eating and a small pool for wading ( for Gwen, getting quite wet). Then on to the Pacific Ocean for a dip in the wavy warm sea.
On our last day in Panama we traveled to the mountains and to the sea.
Leaving Gamboa you go over a bridge right by the Canal--in the distance is one of the big freighters that constantly cross, in this case, from the Pacific to the Atlantic.
We went to a great marketplace in a mountain village--David got a Panama hat
and I salivated over these bags with molas on them--full, full, full of patterns!
We stopped for lunch at a hotel outside of town--actually, not this one (too fancy) but another with an outside terrace for eating and a small pool for wading ( for Gwen, getting quite wet). Then on to the Pacific Ocean for a dip in the wavy warm sea.
And finally back to Gamboa. Tons of traffic but we sang along the way.
So that's the end of a very fabulous trip for Toby and me. Bye bye family and Gamboa!
So that's the end of a very fabulous trip for Toby and me. Bye bye family and Gamboa!
I am blown away by that singing!!
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