Rather than acknowledge the sn*w, here’s a photo of a chicken by a pool in Panama. When I took the photo I was working on the book Visiting Tom. I did most of the final revisions within 50 yards of warm surf. Checking my passport now…
I have at best a passing knowledge of contemporary baseball, but when I was walking on a remote beach in Panama with my Panamanian brother-in-law last winter and this fairly regular-looking middle-aged bald guy strolled past us with his wife, even I recognized the all-time legendary closer (and Panamanian) Mariano Rivera. So I’m sorry to see…View post
We’d been there all day, chasing kids, playing in the surf, dancing around jellyfish… Told my brother-in-law (mi cunado) I needed “five minutes” and when I woke up the sun was at a different angle and the whole family was packed up and gone…but my sister-in-law snuck back down for this shot. Never have had…View post
The dogs of Panama. Not dead, just not in a hurry.