This was my first trip to Central America (excited is an understatement). Nestled between Colombia and Costa Rica, Panama is low key the straight edge cousin of the two. They have a huge responsibility (the Canal) and order is maintained with cops two to a bike with AK-47s, but they're not really here for murdering unarmed Black teens. It took a little getting used to at first, seeing militarized police-as a Black American-is terrifying.
Indigenous, Caribbean, Afro, and Spanish/White make up this country. The humidity is gooey, but my skin felt and looked great, ha! I ate at the fish market damn near every day. Served with fried plantains, its Panamanian "fish, and chips". The fresh seafood was delicious and caught the day of.
I got an incredible tour of Panama from a Panamanian of West Indian descent whose family was brought over to work on the Canal. They lived on the English speaking/US side with their own thriving community that ended when ownership of the Canal transferred back to the government of Panama. Areas that once belonged to the West Indians were taken by the government and are currently being sold to developers for their lucrative locations along the water.
Maybe I'll get into detail about this in a blog, but the foundations are laid to gentrify an entire country. I'll be heading back soon, it'll be interesting to see the difference in just a few years.
That’s just my mind working, anyhoo, enjoy this visual trip!