Panama

Crossed the canal today into Panama CIty. Very impressive, but no pics as stopping on the bridge is forbidden. We did however, break almost every law of the USA, when driving through the gridlocked streets of the city. Good job they don’t apply here, or at least, weren’t applied.

Found the hotel where Javier’ s friends are owners, so have a bit of a bargain. Tried the local BMW dealer for tyres but they are out of stock, Bogota being our next hope.

Having been directed to a chinese restaurant as being “tipico” two nights ago, I’m not surprised that tonight we ended up eating sausage and pig knuckle at Fritz’s german restaurant. We did stop short of having tiramisu almagne however.

We were then directed to a cafe opposite the Marriot for coffee. Coffee was not being served, although the local pneumatically enhanced ladies made it clear anything else was. Available, hot and to take away.
Javier used the fact I was English to explain away our reluctance to partake. Disturbingly this answer seemed to be acknowleged as being more than adequate reason.

The girls on offer, had a ready supply of american businessmen to see them through the evening and soon moved on.

Having started the day by helping to push fishing boats down the beach, in 32 degree heat, to, not getting hooked later in the day seems to have a strange synergy.

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