05/29/2010, Off the coast of Panama
Jumping from the aft-deck in the crystal clear and blue
Caribbean Sea
Today is our last "sailing" day. Again only in the night we have had
some decent winds to set sail. With sunrise the wind vanished: we are
motoring towards Panama, towards Colon, where we hopefully arrive around
14h.
The Panama coast is 10 NM away, a hilly coast covered with the green of
rainforests. So much differentthan yesterday, when we only saw see,
clouds, and the sun.
The sea was crystal clear however, and very, very, blue. She was
inviting us for an afterlunch swim. We enjoyed the refreshing swim a
lot. Although the seawater temperature was well above 29 centigrade.
After the swim we motored again. While Ulric was cleaning and polishing
his tools, Sven and I were reading the tourist-guides of Panama that we
have on board.
Particularly the Colon district, where Queenie will be berthed in
Shelter Bay Marina, we looked for something nice to do. One of the
first things that caught my notice was that Panama has no real currency!
Since 1904 they haven't printed a single banknote, they only have some
small coins that exist next to their adopted currency the US dollar,
which, as well, can also be denominated as the Panama dollar, a
bananarepublican dollar.
The city of Colon we will not see much of: "Colon's reputation
throughout the rest of the country for violent crime is not undeserved,
and if you come here you should exercise extreme caution - mugging, even
in broad daylight, does happen. Don't carry anything around you you
can't afford to lose, try to stay in sight of the police in the main
street and take taxis whenever possible" (citation: The rough guide to
Central America on a budget).
It seems that there is not much interesting so close to the marina that
we can spend some time on it.
After dinner we celebrated our last night at sea during this trip: beer,
white wine, coffee, whiskey, and whisky. Sven even got me to smoke a
cigar: I smoked only half of it, the rest was for the dolphins. Music on
the aft-deck and the cockpit under the warm blanket of the tropical
night. Until we woke up from a rain shower! Refreshing, but more
interesting: with the rain also the wind returned so that at least
during our last night we could set sail for the final leg.
Hans