Our first night in Panama, quaint and quiet. The ocean waves ever so gently, just enough to lull you to sleep. Fireflies bring magic to the darkness. Thunder rolls and lighting flashes off in the distance. Silhouettes of Islands. No wifi, no cell phone, just stillness. No turtles laying eggs, no raccoons to over turn the trash and wake you in the middle of the night. Stars peak through the clouds and soft rain all night. Three dogs appear in the morning and come to rest on our cabin porch, have they been guarding us all night? It’s early, time to watch for whales. We see them, playing in the sea off in the distance. They wave, we wave back. Humpbacks I suppose. Hunting for sea shells, gathering coconuts, we walk. Flocks of parrots fly overhead. Not another human in site. Suddenly, a truck, a moped, a guy on a bike, all make their way past us, they came from out of nowhere and are heading nowhere. Looking odd, where can they be going, I see nothing but deserted beach. Making plans for the next stop. Our friends come over, we look at maps. I’m not ready to go, but we must. What would my family and friend think? Dropping off the grid to live in a cabin by the sea. Whales, playing with dogs, looking for seashells all day. No wi-fi, TV, no bad news or good news for that matter. Time to go. We drive out onto the beach. The sand is hard, you can drive for miles. Ocean on the left, jungle on the right. This is life.
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