Three Months in Panama

As our bus approached the border to Panama, I gazed out the bus window and was mesmerized . . . . One hundred and three days later we said goodbye to Panama and a piece of our hearts.  We fell in love with the country and the people we met.

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Swimming with Sharks in Coiba

I was 90 feet (27 meters) underwater and struggling to pull air in through my regulator.  I told myself to calm down. I knew my anxiety was the contributing issue.  People die from letting fear take over.  I knew I needed to fight this fear and I wanted to conquer it.

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