Brian

The day we’d been planning for months finally arrived — and it did not go entirely to plan. We made the classic rookie mistake of taking the Metro from the airport with luggage, discovered that Panama City’s brick sidewalks are not roller-bag friendly, recovered with street tacos and a Jack Daniels at a gay bar in Bella Vista, and slept in a gloriously air-conditioned hotel room. An honest account of arrival day — the good, the sweaty, and the surprisingly encouraging.