Tag: Boquete

Part Tres: Panama, Boca Brava, Venao and Isla Contadora

My sister Sally joined me in Boquete and we braved bad weather together drinking rum and giggling on the beautiful patio and Hotel Central Boquete.  Looking forward to better weather we headed south to Boca Chica for a small boat transfer to Boca Brava.  This was a part of the month-long journey I looked forward to most and was I ever right!

View from the suite
Little Sally Big Tree
Great swimming spot

Lovely and charming but not for the faint of heart.  Hotel Boca Brava boasts a long narrow row of steps straight up to the stunning view.  Pack light, or like us, opt to leave your things at the bottom and incentivize one of the staff to retrieve your bags.  Little or sometimes no water and electric it is still completely manageable and in some cases enhanced our experience.  Great views, semi-cold (ice rations) beverages and awesome food were ours.   We settled into the big suite and headed out for a hike.  Beautiful swimable beaches, hilly trails, and lots of monkeys and other wild life.  I love this place. There are so many beautiful birds.  Don’t forget your bird identification book and decent binoculars.  More on Hotel Boca Brava

A small side note.  At this point in my adventure I get a call from work saying they need me to come to the boat.  I have not yet written much about my job but it is the reason I am afforded this lifestyle.  I love it and would happily and instantly leave any vacation to get back to it.  They were able to make other arrangement with another crew member.  I work aboard the American Queen and the American Empress.  Two stunning and luxurious river boats in these great United States.  More on that later.  Everybody wants my job.

Sally left me in David after three fun nights in Boca Brava.  I had a full day of travel ahead to get to Eco Venao.  Remember Planes, Trains, and Automobiles?  This was Boats, Busses and Taxis.  Eight hours later, starving and rattled I arrived Eco Venao.  This was “braving it” for me.  You see, I have been living a pampered lifestyle completely losing touch with my authentic self.  For thirteen years I had been sitting still, waiting for something to happen, stagnate, unhappy, frozen.  Now as I headed up this remote road I felt my soul reviving, starting to revel and I breathed it in.  I am returning to me and I am elated.

Surfers, skater dudes and socialites unite!  All accommodation options in one lovely spot.  That is what makes this place one of a kind in my mind.  I had amazing sessions with both Derek and Jade.  They are an amazing couple that run the Spa at Eco Venao.  They are both very gifted and Derek does amazing energy work.  Just what I needed.  Monkeys came for a close visit, spent lots of time reading in the hammock, restful sweet peaceful nights.  Relaxed and really not wanting to leave I headed out after 3 nights.

A relaxing intermodal day from Venao to Panama City’s Albrook Airport and a short flight to Isla Contadora was in the works.  Great little island if you love the beach and great food at Casa Tortuga (see map).  This restaurant is the gem on the island.  They offer pizza or the dish of the day.  I love everything about this restaurant.  I was longing for an adult beverage but could not make a decision.  The gentleman who I believe is the manager offered me a freezing cold glass of Prosecco.  It was perfect and delicious.I would go back to this island just to eat at Casa Tortuga. Casa Tortuga info and reviews

I once had a boss that said, “you can’t go to the store for a coke without something crazy happening”.  This has been true most of my life.  It is entirely possible that this is something I manifested.  When I was growing up I was constantly telling exaggerated stories and fantasies as fact.  It was my way of trying to make myself more interesting and popular as I was for the most part ignored at home.  I conjured up people, illness, talents and love that had no roots in reality.  It was a sad existence and probably the reason I have chosen to live a vagabond lifestyle…but again…I digress.  I cannot lie to my readers.  These digressions will be frequent as I have a story to tell that is just beginning to surface at age fifty.

I’m not sure about the next post topic yet.  For sure I will tell you about my trip to buy Pearls in the Archipelago de las Perlas.  Teaser…don’t go on Sunday.  Suggestions and questions welcome.  Thanks for reading!

 

Part 2: The Many Faces of Panama

When I left you we were heading out to Santa Fe.  My experience here was interesting on many levels.  Busses were easy breezy.  I found that if you have a small somewhat fancy London Fog suitcase and you look around with your mouth hanging open, somebody will shuffle you onto the correct bus.  The locals were extremely friendly and helpful.

Santa Fe is a small village.  The basics are available but they do not yet cater to tourists.  There are about 15 full time Gringos living there now.  The taxi drivers have caught on about getting more money from the Gringos but everything else (except real estate) has not yet been Gringoized.  An effective manner in which to deal with the busses and taxis is to give them a small amount of money that you believe will cover the fare then keep your hand out as if you are expecting change.  Most of the time the gave me my change and the times I was incorrect they asked for a few cents more.  Always negotiate taxi fares before you get in.

I love Santa Fe!  Few Gringos, very quiet, friendly locals, stunningly scenic, and you cannot walk 100 feet without falling into a beautiful swimming hole.  It is very hilly and would not accommodate the unfit.  The roads are not good and wash out in the rain.  The wildlife here seems undisturbed by progress so far.  Oranges and beautiful hardwood trees grow wild everywhere.

View from my Villa
Good Boy Ben!
Swimming buddy Jack

Progress is coming!  There is supposed to be a highway connecting the Pacific and the Caribbean in the next few years (in Panama 15 or 20 years).  There are developments developing.  They say it is the “Boquete of the future”.  I sincerely hope not.  Onto Boquete…

I was excited as my sister was meeting me in Boquete.  From the beginning of my research into Panama I wanted to go to Boquete.  I try to give information without much bias but in the case of Boquete it is just not possible.

Boquete is Gringo Central.  Everyone speaks English and some of the signs are in English. You can easily get a $5 latte and it has lots of crepe restaurants.   They have completely screwed up the idea of a local market by building this large ridiculous thing that resembles a storage unit place.  It has sliding garage type doors and concrete walls between the vendors.  I won’t go on about this but it sucks the life out of this thing we know as a market.

Don’t get me wrong.  We were not able to do much because of the horrible weather.  I am sure that had something to do with our not so great experience.  Also this is just not “my thing”.  Lot’s of people have only nice things to say about Boquete.  It is set in lovely surroundings.

So what to do…got out when the weather was ok, drank rum and sat on the nice patio of our overpriced hotel for 5 days then left for the beach!  This time we hired a taxi for $60 to drive us from Boquete to Boca Chica to catch the boat to Boca Brava.

 

Coming soon…Boca Brava, Venao and Isla Contadora.