This is a boat passing through the Miraflores Lock in the Panamanian Canal.  This is the view from the Peace Corps office, located in an old military base in Clayton.

We visited a volunteer who lived in a community that was accessible only by boat.  This is a photo of the dugout canoes we had to take and all the required and Peace Corps-issued safety jackets we were wearing.

The inside of a Diablo Rojo.  Note the feather boas around the rear-view mirror.

Me in Casco Viejo.  I believe this is Plaza de Bolíva.

This is a photo from the hill where my phone gets reception (also a small glimpse of my training community!)…

 

…and this is how I get to the top of the hill (I typically call from that tree waaayyy up at the top)

I helped make chicha de naranja (orange juice) and this is what remained

When I visited my volunteer in the mountains, this was the view we had.  The ocean is the gleaming part behind the mountains.

I had to enter the site by horse.  It was a beautiful but terrifying ride.

They slaughtered a cow and then smoked the insides on a bamboo pallet over a fire.  I did not sample the food in this picture

Project Christmas Child!  Such a cool experience