Despite a late night, the kids awoke at an early hour for our last day in Panama. Our pace is slow as the Latin brisas as we make our way to breakfast.
After breakfast, we spend our last hours on the beach, as Rebecca and Rachel buy their last minute curios of wraps/sarongs from the Panamanian beach vendors.
We get out of the resort on time, surprisingly, having our last lunch at DeCameron, and heading towards Panama City in the rental mini van, which experienced little damage!! Enroute we encounter a torrential downpour, in Panama speak known as a tombomomo!!!
Our route took us over the new bridge and over the Panama Canal into Paraiso and then into La Boca. We printed our boarding passes at Tia Rachel's tia's home, and make haste to Pizza Napoli, the old one..........
The watchie man who has been there since Rebecca can remember was on hand to, of all things, watch our car, and to provide directions to la aeropuerto after dining. We made it to Tocumen with time to spare.
Rental company never notices new dents through 10 days of grit and dust, also, was not charged for surfboards on return flight.
Dylan is looking like a European teenage traveler on holiday, with slim straight jeans, and a white t-shirt, complete with flip flops.
It is determined, at a moment too late that Liz was left behind at the DeCameron, as in days of old Rebecca coralled all available resources to facilitate a rescue
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