Revisions

                               I arrived in Panama late on Wednesday night and after a good night sleep, we hit the ground running with a  whirlwind bus tour to really get a sense of the city. While some might consider that to be muy turistica, we owned every moment of our tourism. I have never been too proud or too cool to have that wide eyed enthusiasm for a new place. Give me all you got. Our bus trip was hop on and hop off so we were able to take some time at our first stop which was the Miraflores Locks. 1 of 3 sets of Locks that make up the Canal and usher boats from ocean to ocean. It    is a marvel of engineering and a beauty to behold. The only bummer was that we arrived later than anticipated and didn’t get to see it in action but having lived there, I got to see that years ago.   We hopped back on the bus and our next leg was the Amador Causeway. We didn’t actually get off at that stop because we would be back out there the next day for

My dad was a pilot in the military. I grew up an Air Force brat and my first memories began when my family was stationed in the Panama Canal Zone in the early 70’s. We moved there when I was four and spent four years at Howard Air Force Base where my dad flew helicopters. I remember the base being like a big playground. There was a big hill out behind our house that we used to run around on. There was an actual playground down the street that we played in for hours after school. I remember taking swimming lessons at the base pool that was Olympic sized (which is HUGE to a kid) and the first time I ever jumped off the high dive i thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest it was so high. I remember going to the movie theater on Saturday mornings with all my little friends to watch the newest blockbuster. The only one I actually recall seeing was the Poseidon Adventure because it scared me to death. I have still never been on a cruise!  Panama is where I learned to do a lo