Panama is undergoing a rejuvenation of sorts. The concrete estate noise in the urban center has reached thumping proportions and the beast business sector is preparing to spark off close to a sea gull on Alka-Seltzer. Couple that with the growth of the Canal, the newly-acquired UN Security Council seat, and the tropical storms that are dynamic society away from standard status havens, and you get one thing whether you close to it or not: thousands of awkward, apple pie-guzzling, rear end pack-sporting Americans flying into the isthmus all year interrogative if it's OK to eat the lettuce?
Don't get me wrong, I don't inclination Americans. But having devoured with them, drank near them, slept next to them, not to bring up really beingness one of them myself, I cognise Americans to be a taxing form. It is this advent though, that squarely urges me to venture exterior of the traditionalist commercial enterprise hotspots in Panama, and into unmapped territories. It is this inflow of my feller countrymen that led me to inflame every of the allure-that randy and alien popularity that brought me downward here in the oldest lay. I have saved this revived fascinate downfield in a position called Azuero.