Sunday, March 27, 2011

Granada (a preview)

Well, Granada is a really nice place to be at. I have been working and traveling around for three weeks now, and next week I leave to Leon.



My job as a bartender has been part of this experience. Being behind the bar is one of the best job experiences in my life. I have met lots of people from so many countries. Every night, after closing the bar the hang out spot is Conchis (formerly Cafe Nuit). The other place is Chico Tripa, near the lake. The first one is where most foreigners hang out and the second one is more local.

The tutoring work has been going well also. The kids are learning how to use "To Have" and the demonstrative pronouns "this" and "that", plus some expresions. It has not been easy for me to teach children, but I am learning, and they have been learning too.

Each week has been different, meeting people that come and go, going to other towns near Granada, and doing different activities. This coming week I will be involved in two important projects. I am organizing an event at the Bearded Monkey with two important people. One of them was in the two civil wars in the 70s and 80s here in Nicaragua, and the other one met Che Guevara when he was in Guatemala (Rodolfo Romero Gomez). They will talk about their experiences and put them in today´s context in front of a group of young adults and teenagers from Granada. I will also be helping to set up part of the financial structure for a new school for children who leave near La Joya, the rubbish dump in Granada.

I still have to post my pictures and comments from my experience here in Granada before I leave next Friday. Today, I am in Ometepe Island, where I went Canoyning for real, with no equipment and close to breaking my bones.

Stay tuned!

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Small Steps Project, making a difference in Nicaragua

Last week I joined the Small Steps Project, a British based organization that "supports children living on rubbish dumps around the world and raise awareness of the hardships they face through films". We visited the dumps at La Chureca in Managua and La Joya in Granada. There, we distributed shoeware, shampoo, baby's clothing, and other basic need supplies to children and adults. The experience was an eye opener in every sense.

Around the World in 80 Dumps: Small Steps Project is possible thanks to the efforts of many people from around the world. Amy Hanson is the founder of this organization and the work she makes is of significant importance for the families that live off rubbish dumps, under unhealthy conditions, extreme poverty, and limited opportunities for a proper education.


La Chureca, Managua



La Chureca is the biggest dump in all Central America. Inside, there is a small community where families set up their homes made of metal sheets, pieces of wood and cardboard. About 2,000 people of all ages live here, and their income depends on the recycling material they sell for a few Cordobas a kilo.

The field is now being closed, with no clear alternative for the families who live here. There are mountains and mountains of dirt and debris covering the garbage underneath. However, the trucks keep coming with garbage everyday with more plastic, metals, and other materials.

Very close to the community there is a lake that was formed by the rain in a hole digged by a company for material in one of their factories at the FTZ. It is surrounded by garbage and half of it is green as a result of toxic quimicals dumped in the water. We were told that children sometimes swim in the lake despite repeated warnings by their parents, and two children drowned a few months ago.




Los Quinchos, a Niracaguan non-for-profit organization, set up a Help Center inside the dump to assist this community. They provide children with food, school supplies and other basic needs assistance with help from various organizations, like Small Steps Project. On the day we arrived, we had a list of children who would receive shoes and other goods, but then more children showed up and it became difficult.

I was not sure what to expect, and when we got there I felt sad to see how they live. We spent most of the time with the children, and it was heartbreaking to see how dirty and sick they were. Some of them were bearfoot and with wounds in their toes and ankles, others were so skinny I could feel each of their ribs. An 17-year-old boy, Jorge, had just sniffed on glue to calm his headache and stomach ache.




At one point the distribution process became overwhelming. As it commonly happens when donations are delivered, the children got off the lines and gathered all around us with their arms and hands extanded, asking for shoes or shampoo. They would shout at us "I have not received anything yet", "My sister is sick at home and could not come. Can I have something for her?".

Even though we spoke in fluent Spanish to them, the idea of not getting something was stronger than the sense of being organized and follow procedures. Little by little we managed to attend each child and make sure they went home with something to wash themselves, shoes, socks, and school materials. There were a few children who could not receive a donation, and for those we will have to wait a little more.




Seeing the smile in their little faces was such a satisfying and rewarding experience. They all showed so much appreciation for the simple things that we sometimes take for granted. Children waited around the Help Center atop a hill overlooking the lake while we called one at a time to put on their socks and shoes. Realizing they had something on their feet to go to school or to simply protect them from broken glass and sharp metals made them so happy..... and we felt happy as well.


La Joya, Granada



La Joya is the municipal garbash dump in Granada. This place is still very active and there are many families working on the field. As soon as we came in, we saw and smelled the strong fumes that are trapped underneath all the waste. The entire place was covered in clouds of white gases mixed with black smoke from burning plastic and rubber nearby. In the background, there was the Mombacho Volcano, an impressive green mountain with a very diversed ecosystem at 3,000 mts (9,000 ft) above see level. No one from La Joya has ever been up there.




The experience here was just as heartbreaking as in La Chureca. This time, we set up two distribution points in wide open areas for people to move around and were able to manage the crowds a little better. The adults formed lines to receive boots close to a mountain of garbash, while the children formed lines under a leafless tree atop a short hill overlooking the entire field to receive shoes and baby's clothes.

Cleaning their feet to put on their socks and shoes was a challenge. Some of them had layers and layers of black dirt, while we had a limited amount of wippers. Guillermo, a 9-year-old boy, lifted his foot as I was trying to clean it, but there were simply not enough wippers to do the job. One at a time, children tried on their new shoes and formed other lines to receive some school supplies. Towards the end, we visited their shacks in the middle of the garbabe. Most of them live nearby in a place called Palenque, and others live rigth on the field.




Jose is a 5-year-old boy that lives with his mother and brother at the dump. We tried to interview him together with his family, but he only said a couple of words, which were difficult to understand. When they left to continue working, Jose looked back and waved at us. He didn't respont to our questions, but understood very well what was going on.


Documentary



Small Steps Project produced two very good videos about their work. The first one is a documentary about the project in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. They worked in conjunction with Pour un Sourire d'Enfant, a French based NFP organization that "works to support underpreviledge children that work and live in the streets and around the Stung Meanchey garbage dump in Phnom Penh". The film features the efforts made to assist the community with the help of Mey, a 26-year-old Cambodian girl who grow up on the dump, went to school, and now helps others who still live as she did. The second video is an intro to the concept of visiting dumps around the world.

To see videos, go to the page under Films, or to be redirected click here

Amy and her team documented our experience in Managua and Granada. The plan is to screen the film this year in diffirent cities, including New York. I will post where and when that will be as soon as I have an update.

If you want to learn more or help in any way, please visit the Small Steps Project website for more infomation.


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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Pictures from Costa Rica and Panama

Catarata Los Chorros, Costa Rica




Guayabo National Monument, Costa Rica




Tamarindo, Costa Rica




Ostional, Costa Rica




Bouganvillea Garden, Costa Rica




Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica




Bocas del Toro, Panama




Casco Viejo, Panama




Rio Celeste, Costa Rica




White Face Monkey, Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica




Woodpecker, Rio Celeste, Costa Rica




La Fortuna de San Carlos, Costa Rica



Sunday, March 6, 2011

The Arenal, Rio Celeste, Manuel Antonio Loop

The bus from San Jose to La Fortuna makes stops in different towns, many of which are still very traditional. Way up high in the mountains, cold clouds touching the bright green fields, and the black and white cows and oxen scattered throughout the wavy hills are the perfect picture frame. This trip alone is well worth taking.

For this one-week trip, Marian was my traveling buddy. Thanks for visiting from NY. It was great!


La Fortuna & Arenal Volcano



La Fortuna is a small town close to the Arenal Volcano, which is still active. In a good day - that means, when the sky is clear - the entire volcano can be seen. At times, bright red lava flows down the eastern side during the night, in an expectable that is seen only by a few chosen ones. I was lucky to see it one time a few years ago, while drinking a Tico Cuba Libre at the termal waters in Tabacon.

There are lots of hotels and hostels along the main road, and a few good places for food, drinks and live music. One of the best places is Lava Lounge, with a bohemian look and feeling. This place is popular also among the town street dogs. They are all over the place, some sleeping next to the tables, and others waiting with patience for dinner. For breakfast I liked La Choza del Laurel (the website has traditional Costa Rican music). The main area is an open air dinning room, decorated with old forniture and sweet plaintain bunches to feed the birds. For dinner La Parada, a.k.a. "La Muerta de Hambre" serves the best Costa Rican food.

At Lava, we met Milo Corrales, a Costa Rican artist who plays the best Trova, Spanish Rock and Cuban songs with a very unique style. He records different instruments and chorus on the go all by himself, then plays them on the background while singing and playing another instrument, making him a one-man band. This guy is amazing and passionate about his art.

Good luck in your travels buddy!

Check out this video of Milo playing Pablo Neruda's Poema 15


Zip Lines near the Volcano



Zip lining is just part of the adventure. Rather than looking forward, it is best to look to the side, and fully appreciate the breathtaking view of flat land across San Carlos. I mean, look at the picture! At first it is scary, but then it is difficult to let go. Think about it, flying at high speed at 900 feet above the tree tops. After 10 lines and the Tarzan Swing in less than two hours, it was sad to realize we were done.

The entire tour is exciting. The Tarzan Swing, 60 feet high, is great. Every woman that jumped did it screaming "ahhhhh!!!", and every man did it shouting "Holy Shit!!!" No kidding. Then there was the last line, the longest by 1200 feet, going so fast that my tears were coming out. At the beginning there were faces of fear, and towards the end we all felt like kings of the jungle.


Rapelling - 4 waterfalls and 1 flat wall



This was the first time I climbed down waterfalls. The adventure started on the road up the mountain on a 4 x 4 truck that looked more like a truck used for landscaping back in Westchester, New York. The road was bad and at times we all thought the truck would turn over and roll down the hill - very good! Along the way, there are a few wooden houses with chickens and horses in their front yards, and dramatic views of the volcano and flat land across the horizon in their back yards.

Getting from one waterfall to the next is easy. The group goes through the canyon and along the river. The trails are well marked, but I thought it would be better to make it difficult and walk inside the water. The first waterfall is also the tallest, at about 95 feet. The other ones are shorter, but tricky and different from one another. We all were wearing blue water jackets and halmets, and looking back at the line, it was like seeing a group of Smurfs.


Rio Celeste - Tenorio Volcano



The hike to Rio Celeste near Tenorio is a very good experience. The volcanic activity releases a series of minerals that mix with the water, creating a quimical reaction that results in a light blue color. The entire hike takes about five hours with a few stops, but for those who know more about the jungle it is sad they cannot camp here.

Along the river the hike is challenging and the blue water is impressive. There was a sign saying it was not recommended to swim in the river because no one really knows what could happen. Still, there is a section with termal waters where one can bath. I found my spot in between the rocks without moving, and the water kept changing from hot to cold. It is like an open air spa, covered by tall trees, birds flying, and perfect for eating a snack, preferably fruit.




Then there is the waterfall. The drop is about 60 feet high, and the water around the main pool is blue. It is not easy to swim in here because of the strong undercurrents that go in all directions. Still, after a long hike, this was a really good spot to stop and rest.

For lunch, we went to Posada La Amistad with Max, our taxi driver. Later we learned that his nickname is "Pollo" (chicken). There, Doña Socorro cooked traditional Costa Rican food. With her husband, Don Jorge, they run a small business offering a place to stay, three meals, and tours around the region. Close to their property there are hills from which Lake Nicaragua can be seen, including Omepete Island. They have a small farm, horses, cows, and produce their own milk and cheese. On the back yard there is a swing hanging from a really tall Ceiba tree. We all had a chance to try it, and man, that was fun!

Daniel and Dominique, owners of Sueño Celeste Hotel, cooked breakfast every morning, with fresh ingredients from the region. Thanks to them, we were able to go to town for dinner. There are no buses during the evening, and no street lights along the highway, so they drove us to town. The first night we had pizza that was just as good as in New York. On the second night we went to El Rancho de la Tilapia, and picked our own fish. Mercie beaucoup!

Rural community tourism is an activity that is taking force in Costa Rica. This is one of the best ways to get a real feeling of Costa Rican culture. Family-owned farms in rural areas provide accomodations, real traditional food, and tours of their farms. I have seen a few of them on national TV programs, and even though I have not gone on one of them, I can tell this is an excellent alternative to appreciate something real. There is some good info about this type of tourism at travel-info-costarica.com and transitionsabroad.com.


Birds



This region of the country, in between the Tenorio and Miravalles volcanoes, is heaven for bird-watchers. One very good technique to attract birds in the rain forest is to leave some fruit on a stick. Every morning I had breakfast with a view of Tucans, Oropendulas, Fly Catchers, Blue Gray Tanagers, Woodpeckers and many others outside the window from the dinning area.


Manuel Antonio National Park



White face monkeys rule here. They hang out near the beach, chasing and pulling each other's tails and stealing food from people. One day, in a matter of minutes the picnic area became an open air zoo. Aside from the monkeys there were a group of loud tucans on a tree nearby, garrobos and iguanas standing by, a group of Guatusas sniffing around. This is a good place to observe wild life and swim in one of the most beautiful beaches in Costa Rica.

The place is touristy - no question about that - but it is worth visiting. Inside the park, the white sand beaches in between the dark blue water and a thick and dark green forest are immaculate. There are four beaches, three of which are deserted. The biggest one, Manuel Antonio, is the best for swimming. The water is calmed like a swimming pool, and at least for me, it is possible to take a dive and open the eyes under water. I also like to swim far away from the shore, and then look back where there is only the forest and no buildings all around.


What next

This was my last week of travel in Costa Rica. On Monday I am going to Granada, Nicaragua to do volunteer work at Building New Hope and Casa Xalteva. I will be teaching and working as a counselor for school children and teenagers.

Currently, both countries are having a border dispute over Isla Calero on the Caribbean side. Costa Rica is suing Nicaragua, and the decision by the ICJ will be known on Tuesday. I will be there by then, and think it is going to be interesting to see the reactions on the Nicaraguan side depending on the results.

It was great to have traveled within Costa Rica. I visited places I had never seen when I lived here, and have met great people in every place. Now, I have a better idea of what my country is like and can compare better with other places. Many ask me if I will ever return to live here, but I am not sure. I want to see more of what is out there, and I am liking it!

Thanks to all of you who have been following me through my blog. I appreciate your comments and words of support. When I write in my journal, I often do it thinking I am actually telling you my stories directly. I hope to keep improving my writing style and picture techniques, so you can better appreciate the places I have visited.

Next week I will be posting a new album for the picture contest with all the cover pictures from the entire trip in Costa Rica and Panama. Remember to vote!


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Friday, March 4, 2011

Panama, the Miami of Central America?

Panama City is simply interesting. It is very different from any city in Central America, is dynamic, the old struggles to keep up with the new, and the culture is very diversed. Also, the skiline is particularly impresive. From the distance, it seems to be a mix of Miami during the day and New York at night. One week is too short for a visit, but I did get a feeling of what is going on here.

I walked around and would say the city is divided in three parts:
  1. Modern Panama, inspired by midtown Manhattan, where even the Donald has his mark here
  2. Casco Viejo, the beautiful and enchanting historical site
  3. Panama, where most locals carry on with their regular lives.
You can ask almost anyone here about his/her background, and it is like asking the same to a New Yorker - could be from anywhere. In Panama City's case, there is a large influence of West Indians, followed by other groups including Arabs, Indians, Europeans, and other Latin Americans in the composition of the general population. This is mainly a result of the construction of the Panama Canal in the early 1900's. Also, the Kuna and Guaymi are two of the main indigenous groups in Panama that come to the city. This is somewhat common in Central America, except in Costa Rica. To me, this is fascinating.

Three days is a pathetic time frame to fully appreciate the wonders of this city, but I got a general idea, and I had fun.


Panama City



This city is like no other I have seen in Central America, particularly because of the level of development. In Modern Panama there is costruction of new and tall buildings going on all around. Most of this has to do with the fact that the government now has full control over the Canal. Investors, analyze this!

From Calidonia to Punta Paitilla, there is Cinta Costanera, a modern highway going in and out of Modern Panama along the water. Better than an observatory in a tall building, I felt that the view from any of the three pedestrian bridges uncovers the dynamics of the city in all directions. Below there is the traffic jam, and in slow motion I could better appreciate a grey city growing in front of me, long ships waiting in line to cross the Canal to my right, the historic site in Casco Viejo behind me, and local Panama to my left. Personally, I think this is one of the best spots in Panama City to think and observe what is going on here.




Then there is Avenida Balboa, a secondary highway that runs next to Cinta Costanera. This one has nothing to help pedestrians cross the street. It took me a while to cross, and almost got killed. Once I was half way to safety, I felt like a squirel. When I reached the other side, I thought to myself "maybe this is how it feels for the common and less unfortunate men and women who are trying to keep the pace with the economy as it is".

At night I went to Calle Uruguay looking for a place to dance Salsa. The strip stretches for only three blocks, and the establishments are not necessarily local. In a way, the clubs and bars look like some places on Atlantic Avenue in Miami. I was there on a Thursday night, and every spot was half empty, so I am not sure how it really is during the weekend, although I´ve heard it can be good.




About the Red Devils, they are the city buses and have distinctive decorations from tire to roof. They are small, crowded, run fast, and have decorations even in the windshield, leaving a tiny space for the driver to see. The "Pavo" is the driver's helper, shouting the route and getting people into the bus. Saddly, these buses will eventually be replaced by modern bus units called MetroBus. They are nice, but will be more expensive. Currently, the fare is set at $0.25 anywhere within the city limits. It is gonna be a shame if they disappear, because the Red Devils give Panama City a unique character. Ah! The price of economic growth.

It seems to me that the current level of development might be too rapid for many to just swallow and adjust to. Money is pouring into the country to support new investment projects, but like in many other countries, unequal distribution and poverty are still major problems. I spoke to Rodrigo, a local in Casco Viejo, and he feels that education, health care and cost of living could be much better if in fact the economy of the country is doing that well. Not everything is bad, but he's got a point.


Casco Viejo



The Old Compound is the historical part of the city. Built in the 1700's, over time it became a slum. More recently, the local government has sponsored restoration projects, and eight years ago it was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site. The entire neighborhood is beautiful, and some say it looks a little bit like Old Habana, but less deteriorated.

Casco Viejo is small and I practically covered almost every street and alley in two days. At night, the street lights give a brownish tone to the small alleys, blueish in the Plazas, and yellowish in most streets. The cafe's around the main plazas are good for a relaxed afternoon and evening surrounded by colonial buildings and churches, and the wall along Paseo de las Bobedas is a great spot for a walk and a view of the city lights.

This is also a great area to meet the locals and many other people from around the world. Here I met Bruno from Mexico and Paula from Colombia. Bruno works the "filigrana" art, selling jewlery that he makes from scratch. I took the time to learn something from him, and did good. Paula and Adriana run Frit-Arte, a coffee chop near Plaza de la Independencia. They also sell their own art that includes works with glass, paper, paintings, clothing, and jewlery. Here, you can find the best "arepas con jamon" in town! I also met Nanet, a musician and barista from California. She played "Chan Chan" by Buena Vista Social club with her guitar very nicely. Rodrigo is a local, and he gave me his views about the development going on in Panama and where to go for good local food.




Many buildings here have their own history. For example, Iglesia de San Jose has an altar that is covered in gold. In the 18th century, English Privatee Henry Morgan came to sack the city, as he did in many other occasions. In anticipation to this event, the priest of the church painted the altar all in black, and made Morgan believe there was nothing of value inside, so he left it intact. There is also the Arco Chato (Flat Arch) at the ruins of the Convento de las Mongas. The archs were built without any support and survived for over 300 years. The stability of the columns were an important factor in deciding to construct the Canal in Panama instead of Nicaragua. Then there are the houses. Some people like to keep their doors open for most of the day, and spend time outside with loud Salsa music while chatting with their friends during the evening.

Food around here is not cheap, so for a more affordable meal and a cultural experience, it is best to go where the locals hang out. The small restaurants are called Cafe or Fonda. I visited some of the small eatery places along Central Avenue and had very cheap and good food. I had "chicheme", which is a corn base drink with cinnamon. Another good dish is "tentacion", fried sweet plaintain with sugar, cinnamon, cloves, and butter. Tasty!


Central Avenue, Calidonia



The pedestrian mall on Central Avenue connects Casco Viejo with Calidonia. Here, I found a very local flavor and very affordable prices. This is a commercial neighborhood surrounded by old short buildings, and is well stocked with food and sun glass stands at every corner. Salsa and reggaeton music coming out of the stores makes the walk very pleasent, if you like these rhythms. Since Panama is very hot and humid, it is wise to buy coconut water for $0.25 or a Raspado (ice with syrup) for $0.50, or a fruit juice for the same price.

One day I spent two hours just watching people walking by. It is relaxing to sit on a bench here, drink coconut water, and take some pictures, or just watch people interact. Along and off the avenue, streets and alleys are loud and very lively, with people selling all kinds of things and foods, and shouting prices and greetings to one another. The street crossings are interesting, too. An ocean of people going from one side to the other in front of taxis and colorful Red Devils. Men pushing their coconut and fruit juice carts, shouting in distinctive ways to attract costumers. All of this and more is part of the daily life here in Calidonia.


The Kuna



The Kuna Yala are one of the major indigenous groups in Panama. They are very well organized, speak their own language in addition to Spanish, and have a strong presence in the city. Their villages are in the San Blas Archipelago, and they come to Panama City to sell their handcraft and for shopping. I was particularly interested in their character and way of dressing.

Women dress traditionally, whereas men, at least in the city, don´t. Their children also dress traditionally (only the girls), but it is becoming more common for them to wear jeans, tank tops, and sneakers. Their dresses and accesories are all the same, but different in colors and designs. The bracelets in their arms and legs are called Wini, and the colorful piece of fabric around the weist is called Mola. I bought one to hang on my wall, for whenever I decide to have my own apartment.




In terms of their character, they seem to carry themselves with a heavy dose of pride and strong confidence. They walk very fast, mind their business, don´t look around too much, and their body posture is always very straight. When it comes to pictures, they simply don´t like it. I asked for permission to take a picture of a family in their store, and even though they said yes, only the little girl looked into the camera and smiled. I wished I had had the time to go visit their village and learn more from them. Next time I will.

Another indigenous group that also comes to the city are the Guamies, who seem to be more approachable than the Kuna. Women wear a traditional one-piece long dress, whereas children and men wear regular clothing, at least in the city. Many of them cross over to Costa Rica to work in the coffee fields, and others sit silently on the streets in San Jose and Heredia and wait for people to give them money.

My visit to Panama was only for one week, but I got to see and do quite a bit. If you come, try to spend time at the salsa clubs, watch a beisbol game, and eat "tentacion" while drinking "chicheme". Go from Casco Viejo to Calidonia via Central Avenue for a flavor of the local culture, and watch the city from one of the pedestrian bridges over Cinta Costanera. Also, it would be nice to visit an indigenous village and explore the jungle. And of course, the Panama Canal is impresive. It is nice here!

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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Under the Rain in Bocas

Away and with a completely different reality from the crowed city is the Bocas del Toro Archipelago. This place is really nice, the forest and wild life is beautiful, the water around some of  the islands is crystal clear and blue, and night life is fun.

The main island is Isla Colon. Here is where most hostals and night life is concentrated, and also where most people live. The other main island is Isla Bastimentos. I liked this one better because of the forest, beaches and wild life. Also, the Ngobe Bugle indigenous live here, on the sourthern part.

Seems to be it rains constantly here, and during the days I visited, it was cloudy practically every day the entire time. Still, I really had a lot of fun here, thanks to a group of friends from Norway, Colombia, Italy and Panama. By the way, bar hopping under heavy rain the entire night is fun! Try it.


Sixaola



There are two border crossings from Costa Rica to Panama, Paso Canoas on the south, and Sixaola on the north, passing through Puerto Viejo. The latter takes less time to cross.

Sixaola is big in banana production. Most people who work for the banana companies live in homes that were built with subsidies from the companies and community associations. The banana fields are large, and lifelihood here is dependent of this industry, which is practically the only one.

The bridge connecting the two countries is very deteriorated. It has to be crossed by foot, and loading trucks are the only vehicles allowed to cross it, and when they do, the entire structure shakes. There are wholes on the floor, and the river can be seen bellow. It doesn´t seem it is gonna fall any time soon, and it is not dangerous to cross it either, despite its look.

On the Panamenian side there is the town of Guabito, from which buses can be taken to other terminals for buses to Panama City and Almirante, near Bocas del Toro. Once on the other side, you know you are in Panama. The army forces are very much present, asking for passports and ID to the locals, and giving traffic tickets for expired registrations and the like.

Welcome to Panama.


Isla Colon



Bocas in Isla Colon is very different from any beach town or island I have seen. The architecture of the wooden buildings downtown is colorful and features nice details. Many of the houses were actually built by the United Fruit Company in the early 1900´s for the banana workers.

In general, the dollar goes a long way in Panama, but in Bocas prices are a bit high. Still, one can always go away from downtown and look for local places to eat, do some shopping, and of course, support the families who run their own businesses. The place is a bit touristy, but still has a good amount of small Caribbean town life left. I stayed at Gran Kahuna. Around it there are plenty of hostals and hospedajes to choose from at various prices.




One night I went to Iguana´s for a reggae concert. The energy was intense, just like the smell of weed and beer. Most buildings are made of wood around here, and those next to the shore line are over the water. The concert was so good that people were jumping really high and fast in a very small room, raising their beer bottles and going along with the rhythm. The floor turned into a trampolin and at times felt as if it was gonna give in. It was a hot night, but I was not ready to swim with other 60 people and half a building around me. My buddy Juanito from Italy, on the other hand, was determined to bring the entire place down!

The next evening I went to Barco Hundido, where in fact, there is a ship uder the water that sank many years ago. I danced some soca, calypso, reggaeton and salsa, and had a little too much Balboa, a local beer. Like every night, it was pouring rain, which made it even more fun since there are no walls and there is a view of the other islands from anywhere in the club.




During the day I walked around downtown and saw some nice houses. The downtown area is large, but easy to walk. The houses are colorful featuring combinations of bring red, blue, yellow and green. The lower level in some houses is open and people use the space for living rooms, kitchens, laundry rooms, common meeting areas and for storage.


Isla Bastimentos



Isla Bastimentos is a few minutes away by boat. This is the place to come see nature. There are also a few hostals to stay at for a less noisy vacation and to be closer to the forest and the wild life.

I took a 6-hour tour for $20, no meals included, to visit the island and other places around it. One of the stops included the Dolphin area, where the mammals come out close enough to fully appreciate them. During mating season they tend to come closer to the boat and are easier to touch. This time, they were not horny and the sky was a bit cloudy, but at least I saw about 7 of them, including a mom and her baby. Close to this area there are good spots for snorkeling, too. Down there, the coral reefs have brigth and many colors, and some fish. A little further away, there are small islands and mangroves where the boat can go through. There, we found a sloth, always smiling, and veeeery slow.




In Isla Bastimentos, we stopped at Frog Beach for a swim. The place is called like this because of the large amount of these animals in the area. They are more common inside the forest, but some local children catch them to show the turists for a picture at $1 each. It is nice to support the local economy, but this one might not be a good one because the frogs often die from the activity. Later during the day, the frogs sing very loud along the main road back to the boats.

The beach here is good for a swim and some surfing, mostly for beginners. It is a bit too crowed, but nearby there is Wizard Beach, which is more isolated and just as nice. Lava Lounge is the only restaurant, and they serve food with NY prices, so it is best to bring lunch and something to drink.

When I left, I took a boat back to Almirante, then a mini bus to David for yet another bus to Panama City. The first mini bus was extremely crowded and the 4-hour ride was uncomfortable. It was after 7 p.m., and it was peach dark out there. People were getting in and out, and I kept wondering where they were actually going to. For the most part, there are no street lights on the road to David, and the few houses I got to see had no lights on their own either. I asked, and someone told me that many houses around the area simply don´t have electricity, and some of them even lack running water. For the entire 4 hours and before getting to David, I saw maybe 10 houses with light inside, even though we passed by many neigborhoods.

The 6-hour ride to Panama City was in a larger bus, but also uncomfortable. The AC was probably at its highest, and the space in between seats was a bit too short for my long legs. In short, I could not sleep, and ended up with pain in my neck and back. Other than that, I was happy to have arrived in the city early in the morning, and to have had enough time to look for a hostal and then walk around and see a little bit of Panama City in the following three days.


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Tuesday, March 1, 2011

From Puerto Viejo to Manzanillo, and back

Ok, I have not been posting anything new since about two weeks ago. Reason is I have been on the road constantly, and when I had access to the internet, it was either too slow or I was just too tired to just type. This week I am staying home spending time with my family, because next week I am taking off to Nicaragua.

These past three weeks I visited Puerto Viejo, Bocas del Toro, Panama City, La Fortuna, Arenal Volcano, Bijagua, Rio Celeste near the Tenorio and Miravalles Volcanoes, and Manuel Antonio. My outdoor activities included zip linning, climbing down waterfalls, hiking in the rain forest, swimming in termal waters and in the warm waters of the Pacific.

It's gonna take me a few days to describe each trip one at a time. The pictures are already posted in Picasa, but it would make more sense to first read a description and then look at the albums.

Here is something new: Picture Contest. Vote for the best cover pictures after I have posted all five trips. The winner gets a picture of his/her choice, framed, and a surprise gift from Costa Rica on the mail anywhere in the world, for FREE!. Leave your vote with a name either in Facebook or in the comments box in my blog. I will pick the winner in a lottery when I am in Nicaragua. Good luck!


Puerto Viejo de Talamanca



Puerto Viejo de Talamanca is in the southern part of the Caribbean coast. The beaches are beautiful, the water is crystal clear, and there are plenty of spots for swimming, snorkeling and surfing. For those interested, this is a good place for bird-watching and hiking in the jungle. And very important, this town is way way way relaxed and very much Caribbean.  There is reggae everywhere everyday, enough weed for everyone, people are easy going, and Limonese food is amazing.

On my second day I visited Kekoldi, a Bribri indigenous village in the mountainous reserve of Talamanca. They speak their own language, live off of the jungle rain forest and still maintain many of their social and cultural traditions from before the Spaniards arrived. Their homes are simple and have no electricity or running water, which they carry from a river nearby. Families and clans live separate from one another, and have meetings in the communal building every so often to discuss community affairs. On the negative side, the Bribri receive insuficient education and health care, and are among the poorest in the country. My visit was a great experience and I am sure we could learn a lot more from them to better understand nature and the world.

According to the UNICEF State of the World's Children 2011, there are eight major indigenous groups left in Costa Rica, with a total population of approximately 64,000. They all live in similar conditions as the Bribri, and struggle to maintain their way of life while defending their rights as Costa Rican citizens. This morning I saw an interview with Paolo Najera, an 18-year-old boy of the indigenous Terraba. He wrote an article in which he exposes the importance of "respect for [the indigenous people's] human rights [just as] every human being deserves in the world]. Click and check the following link to open a PDF file and read the article on page 12 and other stories: The State of the World's Children 2011.




William and his aunt, Dulce, took me around to show me the village and explore the mountain. William was trying to teach me some Bribri, and all I learned was "bish kena buai" (special marks missing), which roughly means "hello". They showed me many plants, flowers and seeds that the Bribri use for medicine and food ingredients. I also sucked in sugary water from plants and had really good fruit along the way. One of the most interesting foods I had was Cacao beans, fresh out of the fruit itself. The beans have a sweet white coat that looks like wet cotton and taste like a mix of orange, pineapple and cacao - very tasty!

There are a few organizations that assist the Bribri in many ways. Barry Stevens and Nanci Wright are co-founders of a program called El Puente from their home near one of the main entrances to the Bribri village of Kekoldi. They accept volunteers to assist them in various capacities in their school, food and microloan programs. On the day I arrived, I met Alejandro and had the opportunity to teach him how to say "Hello, my name is Alejandro" in English. He did a great job, and that made me feel very proud of him and myself.




During the week I spent a lot of time visiting beaches and looking for my spot. One day, I biked for 16 km (11.5 mi) each way from Puerto Viejo to Manzanillo. In between there are two other beautiful beaches, Playa Punta Uva and Playa Cocles. These two are very nice and deserted. On the way to Manzanillo there are lots of birds, different types of trees and flowers, giagantic bambu forests, rivers, a wild life refuge and a chocolate factory. I visited a cacao plantation and learned how chocolate is made from scratch and only with natural ingredients. Once in Manzanillo I stopped for a Rondon Soup at Maxi's, a traditional dish from Limon. It is seafood cooked in coconut milk and Panamenian chile. It is spicy and hot, and it makes the strongest man sweat, but I like it a lot! I also had it at the restaurant in Sunrise Hostal where I stayed at, and it was really good as well. When checking for hostals, take a look at Sunrise first! For the a recipe and history of the Rondon Soup and other info about Puerto Viejo, click here.

Back in Puerto Viejo, something particular about this place is the amount of Europeans that come visit, different from the Pacific side which is mainly dominated by visitors from the US. Here, I met a fun group of Dutch, Belgians, British and Canadians. These guys are something else! On my last night, we went out for dinner at Chile Picante and I had the best ever Filet Mignon.... holy moley! Then we went to Mango for reggae, rock and a minimal amount of salsa music (this is the Caribbean, not Heredia!) Next morning I had a good conversation with Paul and John (UK), and we came to this conclusion:




Two observations:

1) Streets in Costa Rica are remarkably in bad conditions and not well marked since the locals rely on landmarks instead of the street and avenues system. In 2010, Puerto Viejo started using street signs, cortesy of the EU.

2) The government seems to be running a reliable education system. For starters, education is affordable, the literacy rate is among the highest in the world, and many speak at least a little bit of English.

Conclusion: the Europeans can come fix the roads, and the Costa Ricans can use the savings to keep investing in education. Deal!

I recommend coming to Puerto Viejo, and staying at one of the hostals, most of which give a lot of value for your money. The locals are ever present and proud of showing their culture. There are also plenty of oppotunities to do volunteer work with the Bribri, and to help preserve the wild life in Cahuita and the parks around Puerto Viejo. You can also rent a bike and chill on a tree trunk or a chair by the beach and have organic coffee at Bad Monkey or a cold birra (beer) and fries at Cafe Yvonne. At night you can head to Rock and Jay's, Mango, Picante, Tex-Mex, Johnny's and enjoy reggae, classical rock and other songs that get deep into the soul.

Ya Man!


I am a TESL certified instructor!



I took the course at IPED in Heredia, and after I came back from Puerto Viejo, did my last presentation and practice with a group of kids. Mike was my work-partner and we did a lesson on music rhythms and how to teach Salsa steps NY style in English. It was a lot of fun and we managed to make it interesting. At the end of the class Robin played the clarinet and performed a piece of his own.

Back in 2000 I had earned an English certificate from this languages school, and now a TESL certificate after 11 years. Pura Vida!


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