Last week, I had a work conference in the Bahamas. My dad agreed to watch the kids so Jason could join me. Since Jason had to take a full week of work off we decided to travel beforehand. We didn't want to spend the whole week in the Bahamas. As it turns out there are not a lot of direct flights to the Bahamas--flights to Miami, NYC, Atlanta, and (randomly) Panama City, Panama. So, instead of spending the rest of the week in the US we decided to check out Panama City.
We flew overnight to Panama, and had our temperatures checked by masked agents when we got off the plane.
We spent the first day in Panama City, checking out the old city, or Casco Viejo.
Although it was Carnival, we were too tired to party, so after a good meal at a restaurant called "Lo que hay", we headed to bed. Early the next morning, a shuttle driver arrived to pick us up at 5am to drive us to the San Blas Islands, where we planned to spend 3 nights on a catamaran.
The San Blas Islands is an autonomous region of Panama in the state of Guna Yala. It requires a border crossing, and strangely, the van was required to display the flag, which contained a backwards swastika. Very strange.
Anyhow, we shuttled with 2 other couples and were dropped off at a random dock filled with many people waiting to be ferried out to their boats.
Somehow, we managed to make it to our home for the next three nights--"The Bay Dreamer".
The boat is owned by a Swedish family with two small kids, and they were very kind hosts. They have been sailing around the work for the past 7 years. They also had a first mate, Simon, who cooked us breakfast each morning.
Unfortunately, I got a text from my dad when we got on the boat saying that my Grandma was not doing well--weak and nauseous--and was headed tot he emergency room. I then promptly lost service.
The boat took us out to beautiful islands, inhabited by the local Kuna people.
Jason tried his hand at spear fishing--and snagged a puffer fish. This was more drama than he bargained for, as these fish are filled with poison. It was quite an experience for our captain to release the fish from the spear without getting poisoned. yikes.
The next morning we head closer to shore so I could get internet service again. I found out the my Grandma had undergone emergency surgery for a gall bladder infection overnight. Yikes again. I called my Dad to encourage him to head home to see her, but he decided to hold off, as she was doing better.
We spent the remaining two days sailing among beautiful islands. It was a really cool way to see a part of the world that is pretty inaccessible. The drawback was that it was very hot and I got eaten alive by sandflies. Jason did not get a single bite, so I must have had bad luck with that.
After leaving the ship, we had one more night in Panama City. We had better cell service again, and found out that my Grandma continued to recover. We headed to the canal, where we got to see several ships passthrough the locks and learn about the history of the canal.
I found it to be fascinating. We had one last dinner in Panama City at a great restaurant called Brutto.
Early the next morning, we headed to the airport and we promptly told we could not go to the Bahamas without proof of a Yellow Fever vaccination. We obviously had no idea this was necessary, though the gate agent told us it was "in the fine print" before she ripped up our luggage tags. Nothing like service with a smile. Eventually we called my dad at 3am California time, as we have had yellow fever vaccinations, so he could take photos and email them to us. The airlines decided to "make a special exception" and let us get on the plane. Whew. Lots of close calls on this trip.
Unfortunately, when we arrived in the Bahamas, I had to transition to work mode, which was not too fun. I had three days of meetings and two presentations. Jason was able to enjoy the pools and waterslide (the conference was at the Atlantis Resort). The resort itself I found to be overpriced with mediocre food. It is also aways from downtown Nassau, so we were a captive audience.
Due to the conference we had to fly out of Nassau on Sunday evening, and we didn't get back to our house until almost 2am. This made for a rough week. But I am glad we had the opportunity to go. The first part was definitely an adventure, and we came back with some great stories to tell!