Saturday 10 August 2013

Troubled bridge over water


Went on a jungle walk today.

Felt adventurous .. the path was rocky, the river needed fording, the bridge was holey (not in a religious sense). We saw a ´large feline footprint´ and some dead snakes (25-30 cms long, as thick as a felt tip).
The mosquitoes were ravenous (wore repellant), going to the loo was a worry.

Met two hilarious Spanish women from Madrid on the walk, then went and had my last class, then beer and tried (for the first time) a ´corn dog´ - basically a deep fried hotdog. It was a great day.

Troubled Bridge.

Over water.

Trying not to drop the camera.

Untroubled women.

Untroubled water.
 
Still trying not to drop the camera.

Small landslide...happens while you wait.

Troubling bridge - a right wobbler (am still talking about the bridge).

Funghi
Fun guy


Fun gal...models leaf


Probably not much fun if you meet it - ´a large feline print´

So, here's the plan..move to Panama and create Panamanian food fusion heaven by opening a place bringing together the delights of the US (corn dog) with Scottish cuisine (deep fried mars bar), some British (fish n chips) and a couple of Chinese spring rolls thrown in for good measure - reckon I'll make a packet...


Thursday 8 August 2013

There's a guy works down the chip shop, swears he's Elvis.


Random things:

El Perro

This little dog. Twice Tilcea and I have been on a long (three hour) walk/chat and this dog has appeared from nowhere and accompanied us the whole way. When other dogs bark at him he walks right next to us. He frequently almost gets run over - which is not amusing - but I like his style.

Viktor Aoki, on the subject of also being accompanied by the self-same dog whilst with his lovely wife, Maryam. The dog got distracted by a bag of rubbish.  'So I said to my wife, so I said to her, you`re an attractive woman darling, but not as attractive as that garbage.`

My `doppelganger`. There`s an American lady here who swears I am her doppelganger. She has insisted on taking photographs of us together to send to family and friends and keeps dragging me in front of unsuspecting unfortunates and pointing out the amazing similarities. The puzzled looks on their faces says a lot. She has red hair for a start and her eyes are blue, her nose is different also and she is much skinnier than I am. Apart from that you couldn`t tell us apart....

This tree. I thought this tree was beautiful.

Topics of news currently headlining in Panama -They aren´t funny, but the irony of the similarity between here and home is not wasted on me:

- The price of petrol rises
- Teachers strike over work and conditions
- Politicians prepare for next year´s election
- Artisans speak out against mass ´fakes´ imported from China - led by the wonderfully named Glenys De Montecito (with that name I´d vote for her to be president)
- 21 people die in their homes during the last twelve months from scorpion bites....ok, ok, so that´s not exactly a headline at home. Not sure when I last heard of someone being gored to death by a vole but you never know...

Americans Chris and Nick (fom school), asking me: ´Do you British really say pip, pip, cheerio?´ I told them yes, so if you´re British and you ever meet anyone from Colorado please be sure to reinforce this stereotype. Thank you.

My Ecclesiastical Accident.
This is what happens when your Spanish is atrocious:
Tilcea says: Would you like to go to church today?
I respond: No thank you.
She says: Get in the car
Twenty minutes later I am in church.

Health and Safety a la Panamanian style...
Certainly not amusing, I defy anyone to get down this ramp in a wheelchair safely (I´d like to see the builder/architect try) and even if they did manage it they´d have concussion (at least) from the bloody big concrete wall placed right at the bottom which I couldn´t get in the picture. If you actually did manage to get down the ramp (clearly labelled as an access arrangement) you´d have to manage the three more stairs at the bottom.

Not healthy and not safe.

My breakfasts...here is the first and second course. I am loving these huge breakfasts, which are keeping me full for most of the day. Today´s deliciousness. Creama de maize (corn porridge) with milk, homegrown coffee, pineapple, water, bread, ham, cheese, tortilla.

It´s ok folks, the milk´s low fat...

And finally...someone in Russia is reading this blog :-) and someone in Serbia and quite a few people in Switzerland and an Italian... I feel as if I am on the Eurovision..  Добрый вечер Россия

Wednesday 7 August 2013

On the subject of being ripped off....


I have noticed something about tourists/travellers in Panama.

The other day I was on the bus sitting next to a French couple. The conductor came down the bus collecting fares. The French man had his $3 ready to pay (they use American dollars here). The conductor asked for an additional 50c, the man got all het up and tried to explain that the driver had said $1.50 each. His face was a picture of annoyance and the certainty that he was being ripped off, but he wasn't..the price was $1.75 each. That's what everyone pays.

There seems to be no such thing as tourist price here. If you take a tourist excursion or eat at a westernised restaurant, of course it is going to cost you more, but if you take the same bus/boat/taxi as anyone else and eat at the locally priced cantinas ($2-$4 dollars per full meal) you will pay the same price.

I am not naive enough to think that the whole of Panama is full of shiny, happy people...certainly there will be dishonest people and those who will try to steal from others. There is also sure to be more than one dodgy builder or a taxi driver who will take you round the block three times for extra dinero but on the most part, people are honest here. And they are helpful. 

If you are a woman alone (personal experience, obvs), they will ask if they can help, direct you to where you need to go or make sure you are in the right place at the right time. One I was waiting for a bus and a coach load of blokes stopped to yelp, 'Mami, que bueno' (not offensive but best ignored) and this little family clustered around me so that I wouldn't suffer the same fate twice. They also got me on and off the bus and pointed me in the right direction at the end.

Yes, I am lucky. I meet lovely people and my family are wonderful - I have heard 'horror' stories of other people's families. One British girl, Catherine is moving to mine when I leave on Saturday because she lives with a disabled woman and her mother-in-law in a house where the son/husband is deceased and the two women hate each other. Hmmmm. In another house American Maureen has been told she can only have half a cup of coffee in the morning because she isn't eating enough food!

So, in conclusion - and before I get off my soapbox - if you are one of those people who like to drive a hard bargain or who is suspicious of other people you could revise your opinion before you get here. A Panamanian woman told me 'this is a humanitarian country', the opinion of one person, yes, but it seems so.

That is not to say, however, that you should be silly if you come here. Take care of your possessions, and yourself, don't go down dark streets alone, the usual stuff. Oh and apparently, don't camp on uninhabited Carribean islands overnight...you might meet a drug smuggler and that's NO fun at all. So I'm told.

Tuesday 6 August 2013

Cocoball II


On the subject of Cocoball, Mr Smith writes:

´With respectI have a proposal for the Federazione of Cocoball:

You should be permitted to defend your pole - or stick - by having a sort of goal - or pole - keeper who can stop the coconut-type object - or coconut - hitting the pole or stick BUT they cannot use their hands. Also, if they play at night the hairy bits of the coconut should be set alight

Mr Smith goes on to explain that he understands: ´By combining both suggestions you have the making of `Extreme Cocoball`.  I appreciate that the various National Associations affiliated to the F.O.C will have to be consulted under standing order 17a(iii) before any changes can be made

The Federazione wishes to thanks Mr Smith for his suggestions and interest in the sport. However, the F.O.C also wishes to express at this time, that the ideas detailed are not connected with any person or persons within the Federation and, until such a time as the suggestions are validated by The Committee, they will remain filed. Under F (for Fanatiscism).
















Monday 5 August 2013

Cocoball


Just come back from a place called Bocas del Toro, which is on a group of islands to the north of Panama mainland, on the eastern side. It was described to me as having ´a really cool Carribean vibe´ and that most definitely was the case. The place was really laid back and I loved it.

The journey there and back was fine, it consisted of bus and boat and all quite easy to do. Transport here is easy, you just need a little patience sometimes....

Sat on the bus on the way back it got a bit surreal...it seems the 80´s Welsh songstress, Bonnie Tyler has won Panamanian hearts in one way or another because the bus was crammed with people (a v busy day) who, instead of doing their normal polite silence with occasional smile, waited for Bonnie to hit her zenith and then quietly joined her singing the immortal words: ´Turn around bright eyes, ne ne ne ne ne ne ne ne neee and I need you now tonight, na na na na na na na-na´ Honestly, everybody was singing! The man behind me got quite carried away and as far as I could make out was the only one who actually knew all the words, my favourite line being, ´Once upon a time I was falling in love, but now I´m only falling apart.´

I can´t really do justice to the moment, I was too surprised and ended up trying to stifle my fit of giggles but I can give you a link to the video which is just totally surreal. I can´t decide which part I like best...Bonnie´s reaction to the bright eyed, mullet haired choir boy or feather arm boy. Please watch.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcOxhH8N3Bo

So, yeah, spent two days at the beach on Bocas and another island called Bastimentos and this was where, ladies and gentlemen, I participated in history in the making. I shall recount:

Cocoball is a game for two players, although can be played with doubles (mixed or otherwise). In the words of one of the founding members: ´When Cocoball opens the Olympics in 1000 years, just remember, you saw it here first...´

Equipment required:
- A ball or spherical shaped missile, equivalent in size, shape and weight to a coconut. Or a coconut.
- Two large poles, details of the dimensions of which can be found in rule 23, sub-section B, paragraph 2.7 ´Choosing your stick´.

The Cocoball pitch is best described as ´large and sandy´. See illustration.


Pitch up for Cocoball

The pitch is prepared by each contestant or team, who inserts their stick, or pole, into the ground, or sand, in such a way that their stick, or pole, is firmly stuck into the ground, or sand.

Illustration 5.2a

Rules of the game:

- Person A is required to launch the spherical object, which is equivalent in size, shape and weight to a coconut - or a coconut - at the stick, or pole, of person B. Launching techniques are detailed on our website FederationOfCocoball.com.
Person A is considered successful in their throw if they are able to connect coconut with stick. This is called a ´hit´ or ´coco´.


An expert launch.

-Person B then repeats the process.
- High scoring shots are achieved if either persona A or B manages to break the spherical object against the stick. This is termed a ´Double Coco´ and is worth two points. It is then up to person C to find another coconut.

Unsuitable missiles.

This object is not spherical and so would be rejected


Some players favour ´sprouters´ although purists often refuse
to use a sprouter, referring to those who do as ´sprouts´.
This term is most offensive.

It is adviseable to provide seating arrangements
for spectators.

Prior to the game it is important that contestants undertake a ceremonial mud bath. In some parts of the world this can be accomplished by walking through a forest path after a particularly heavy fall of rain.


In appreciation of the mud and to mentally and physically
prepare themselves for the game, contestants often shout
encouraging words to each other. ´Stronzo´ being a firm favourite.
Further rules:

Distractions are allowed under rule 43 whereby ´a person or persons may be employed in a distractionary capacity´ this strictly does not involve throwing the Cocoball directly at another player when they are not looking.

Finally trick shots, while not adviseable, are permitted. These include under-leg or backwards over-head throws. A word of caution, however, it is extremelly rare for a player to score a coco (or indeed, double coco) with a backwards over-head. As Bonnie Tyler would advise: Turn around.....

As I said, I loved Bocas and Bastimentos, places of sun, sea, surf, hammocks, beer, music and lots of fun :-)