Panama Day 3-Island Time

We spent the next two days in slow motion and I think most of the 48 hours I was in a hammock rocking gently on the patio. Mom and I did take a walk around the island to look at all the cute little candy colored houses, but it was definitely a stroll. We went back and grabbed Papa Gar and headed to "town" for lunch. Mom and I split a grilled Lobster (yeah, we did) and Gar had yet another whole fried Corvina. And of course we washed it down with Balboas. After lunch, Mom and I headed to the beach where "Luis" was watching the beach chairs he had set up for us. I am quite sure he didn't think we were coming back but we whiled the afternoon away alternating between the chairs and inching our way gingerly into the chilly Pacific. Darn that cold water.

I went out in the afternoon looking for more sea glass (we had seen some on our way back from the beach) and decided that the Island was a cross between The Salton Sean and Dead Horse Bay. I think I touched more than one fish skeleton while digging for glass. It seems I am a scavenger at heart. But a fashionably dressed scavenger. :)

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Panama Day 5-Howard

This was the most surreal hour and a half of the whole trip. We made our way out to Howard Air Force Base (which is no longer an AFB) and found our old house. Just looking at the photos I get emotional all over again. Not that I broke down crying or anything but it was really weird standing in a place that holds so many memories. Here is me freaking out that we found it!!! Our old Street! Coffey Avenue! Exploring the old digs! This stairwell led up to the door in the kitchen. It was a little creepy so I just filmed from where I was. :-/ I don't do creepy. Here we are in front of 60A Coffey Ave! That "hill" behind my mom seemed so much bigger when we lived there. I remember my dog running down it and tripping, which led to a head over heels tumble that still makes me laugh when I think of it. And that fence used to be a favorite spot for three toed sloths to hang out. ...

Henri Bendel

I am in Love. It happened quite suddenly although I met him years ago. We rekindled our affair on Fashion's night out a few months back and now it's official, I am head over heels. :) His name is Henri and I love everything about him. I want to be a Bendel Girl for the rest of my life. All illustrations by Izak Zenou who does Incredibly beautiful work. Oh to be THAT talented....swoon.

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