Bocas Del Toro: Slothified

When we crossed the border into Panama things felt different. There was a weight to it, and for whatever reason Panama seemed much farther away and more exotic than any of the places we’d been. Our excitement was palpable as we walked across a rickety old railroad bridge and found a shuttle that took us to a water taxi headed for Bocas Del Toro; a chain of Islands off the Carribbean Coast of northern Panama. Bocas felt like a daydream, a sleepy little island town where the transportation of choice was either boats or bicycles. The peak of our sloth obsession, which started while still in Gracias and continues to this day, occurred when we saw our first real live sloth near the Playa Rana Roja (we were giddy with excitement people…positively giddy). It felt like a much smaller, much slower, Latin American New Orleans. I dreamt of staying, of making a life that allowed me to live in those sleepy islands forever. But we had more to see, so we went…DSCN3882                                                         Bocas Blues

DSCN3892Fallen Treasures

DSCN3921The Sloth!

DSCN3971Bocas Colors

DSCN3954Know Your Roots

DSCN3953Budding

DSCN3969Hotel Bocas Town

DSCN3941Blossom

Centered and Full

When your only goal in the day is to soak in the lights of the sunset it’s hard to feel anything but balanced and grateful. Sunsets feel like a thank you for the blessings of that day, a reminder that each day is a fleeting but wonderful gift to be savored and soaked in.

Brushstroke Sky

Sunset Kayak

Smolder

Bathing

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El Fin

2013 and I have certainly started out on the right foot. Cheers to drinking in each day, and filling ourselves with the beauty of every moment.