It’s time to research another book and the locale this time is Panama. So we leave MJ in Tampico, Mexico, as she continues her journey to escape Tommy, her nemesis. When the book is published, you will know the outcome. And in all the mess of her life, does she find happiness or is she doomed to misery?
Now we are in David (pronounced the Spanish way...Dah-veed), a city in the interior, population about 100,000. The bus ride from Panama City is a testimony to patience. Took 9 hours and 15 minutes. About 3 hours into the trip we heard a loud 'bang' and we groaned. Both of us suspected a blown tire, especially since the bus slowed down. The highway bus was vintage, about 30-40 years old (a North American reject).
Now we are in David (pronounced the Spanish way...Dah-veed), a city in the interior, population about 100,000. The bus ride from Panama City is a testimony to patience. Took 9 hours and 15 minutes. About 3 hours into the trip we heard a loud 'bang' and we groaned. Both of us suspected a blown tire, especially since the bus slowed down. The highway bus was vintage, about 30-40 years old (a North American reject).
Sure enough the bus driver pulled into a roadside mechanic. From our seats we watched as the blown tire, almost bald, was replaced by an equally almost bald tire on the back left side. Passengers remained on board, bus engine continued to run to keep the a/c working, the solo TV entertainment blared Latino music videos that repeated on a loop. Female passengers were forced to use the onboard toilet....ugh!
About half a dozen gringos were on board and an equal number of children, from a nursing infant to a young boy about eight. The children were golden. The Panamanians just accepted the delay. Guess they are used to it.
About half a dozen gringos were on board and an equal number of children, from a nursing infant to a young boy about eight. The children were golden. The Panamanians just accepted the delay. Guess they are used to it.
Back on the road again we hit a long patch of construction which also slowed our progress. Just outside Dah-veed, a young entrepreneur appeared at the front of the bus as if from nowhere holding us all captive as he tried to sell jewellery to the onboard captive audience. Speaking Spanish, he was almost evangelical. Didn't have much luck with his wares.
So welcome to Dah-veed. Follow us as we explore, discover and research Panama for my new novel from a home base here.
So welcome to Dah-veed. Follow us as we explore, discover and research Panama for my new novel from a home base here.
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