For kids, I think Halloween is one of the hardest holidays to miss when you no longer live in the USA. If you think about it, what makes Halloween fun is the costumes, your friends and then all the...
The Long Errand
In case you ever need to pick up your daughter’s uniform for her baton twirling, I’ve taken the time to write out the instructions for you. You can thank me later. Step 1: Receive a note from the school...
Zoe’s Computer Class
We have another guest blogger this week. Zoe, age 9 and in 4th grade, has an experience to share with you: Last week we switched to a new schedule at Pedasi public school. With the new schedule we have...
Haley Rocks Math
We have a guest blogger today. Haley, age 13, grade 8, has a little story about her day at school today: Going to public school in Panama can be really boring, especially in certain classes. Most teachers here only...
The Day After
In case you were admiring those cute dresses worn by the little girls in my last post, you’ll be happy to know they got another chance to wear them! On Saturday around 5 p.m. the disco down the street...
Toddlers and Tiaras and Staples
Last night Zoe and I went to an event down the street. The best way to describe it is like a Panamanian Homecoming Court for 4-5 year olds. It was the coronation of some nina for something involving the...
Before and After Perspective
Anniversaries are a good time for reflection so now that we’ve just passed our 1-year mark in Panama, I thought I’d do a little before and after. BEFORE is our thinking before we came to Panama. AFTER is what...
Baton Drama
If you enjoyed the story from a few days ago about trying to find the store that sells batons, you’ll be especially interested to hear that we have now lost the baton. Somewhere in the 4 blocks between here...
Shopping Day
Zoe and I went to Las Tablas today to get 4 things. It took 6 hours. November is just around the corner and that’s the big month for parades in Panama. They celebrate independence from Colombia and from Spain,...
Guitar Parade
Panamanians love a parade. You could probably travel around the country and see a parade every weekend if you wanted to (read: you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting a parade). This time there was a big one...