Afro-Brazilian Dancing and Our Trip to the Top Coast

So you’ve heard me talk about our capoeira batizado that will take place in December.  You may also remember me saying that I am expected to take part in an Afro-Brazilian dance as part of the show that we are putting on for the visitors who are coming to the batizado from Costa Rica, Miami, and Brazil.  Well, we had our first practice last Saturday and it was every bit as…er…brilliant as you would imagine.  I should probably make a video of my attempts to do these moves just because of how much joy it would bring to all of you to see the ridiculousness that is me trying to have any kind of African or Brazilian movement.

I understand the idea of the movements.  The rhythm isn’t so much of a problem for me (and I’ll thank you kindly to keep any opinions to the contrary to yourselves).  I understand rhythm.  It’s the figuring out how to make strong movements while still staying loose enough that you don’t look like a robot, all the while doing this crazy rolling motion from your hips to your shoulders, demonstrating grace…but a strong grace!… in your arms, and oh yeah, put your head in the right place too.  And make it look good.  Like you’re not hating yourself with all you have while you’re doing it.  🙂  Yeah, I’m really hoping they’ll let me do maculele with the boys – a Brazilian dance involving jumping around with what I know of as rhythm sticks and smacking them together with other dancers’ rhythm sticks.  Yes, it’s tiring, but gosh, I don’t have to act out of the part of a goddess while I do it.  A little less pressure.

Some of the kids from the breakdancing group that practice in the same gazebo as we do took over percussion duties.  They even know our songs (in Portuguese) by now!

Some of the kids from the breakdancing group that practice in the same gazebo as we do took over percussion duties. They even know our songs (in Portuguese) by now!

Some of the ladies of CDO - Lourdes, Auri, Jessie, and Mahalia

Some of the ladies of CDO – Lourdes, Auri, Jessie, and Mahalia

Anyway, after my dancing/flailing debut, Eric and I tried out a new restaurant called Azahar.  Beautiful atmosphere and potential for really great food.  I just really failed at the ordering game.  Eric, however, did a great job and ended up with some kind of beef tenderloin stuffed with goat cheese with a mushroom and spinach sauce.  Amazing.  Plus he had some prawn sliders.  I went for a new style of corvina, and that was a mistake.  Should’ve gone for the ceviche de corvina with mango sauce.  Now I know.  We still had a really fun date night and enjoyed exploring a new place together.

Eric's face gets this way when it takes me more than 3 seconds to take a picture.

Eric’s face gets this way when it takes me more than 3 seconds to take a picture.

The next day, Sunday July 12, we decided to go on an adventure to Colón, a city on the Atlantic coast of Panamá.  It’s about an hour drive almost right along the Canal.  Colón is not a fantastic tourist city.  It is very poor and rundown with an unemployment rate of about 40% and a higher poverty rate, according to wiki.  However, it’s a big city, it’s not too far away, and how often do you get the chance to drive from sea to shining sea and back to the first sea again all in a day?  Pretty cool.

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We had lunch at a lebanese restaurant along the water, then found the big Jesus statue at one end of town.  Unfortunately, Jesus was behind a construction wall and didn’t make for fantastic photos, plus Eric got a little concerned about our safety.  Again, not exactly a place for tourists, unless you’re straight off a cruise ship and being held in the duty free area.

We took a detour before heading home to see the Gatún locks – the Panamá Canal locks on the Atlantic side.  It’s actually a set of three locks because this set has to take ships down from the level of Gatún Lake to sea level.  We got there 20 min before the visitors’ center closed, but it was worth a visit.  Eric liked it because he got to climb into one of the locomotives that they use to pull ships through the Canal and to keep them centered so they don’t bump around.

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This is also a lot smaller visitors’ center and much less touristy, so we were really close to the ships!  I thought I had seen enough of the locks, but this was a different perspective.  It didn’t hurt that we were there in time to see a HUGE panamax ship go through.

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All in all, it was a fun outing.  We tend to default to staying at home, but we also recognize that we always have a good time when we make the effort to go on an adventure.  I’m very glad we made this one happen!

Eric has three business trips coming up – one next week, one a week or two after that, and a third in mid-August – so Addie and I will be spending a lot of time together.  On the plus side, we are looking forward to having Matty come visit in a few weeks and then Dan and Sarah will visit at the end of August.  Exciting!

 

Lots of photos

I’m way behind in posting photos because I had to move some photos off of my computer in order to make room for new ones, and everyone knows that takes about a month to actually accomplish.

Quick update on Eric’s Spanish-speaking skills.  Overheard while he was playing a videogame recently:  “Qué tipo de bad guys am I going to find here?”  I’m excited.  Spanglish is a wonderful language.  I encourage its use wherever I go.

So starting where I left off from our trip to the Costa Rican border, Boquete, and Santa Catalina…

Picking bananas for breakfast underneath our treehouse in Boquete:

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Flora in Boquete:IMG_0266

Our pool in Boquete.  They found a giant rock in the bottom of it when they were digging it and decided it wasn’t worth it to move it, so they just left it and painted a turtle on it.  Made me laugh!IMG_0267IMG_0268

Another view of the beautiful property:

 

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The cabin we stayed in the second night, after our border run:IMG_0271

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The weird hump-backed cows along the drive:IMG_0305

The pig I chased down on the side of the road:IMG_0328

Hotel Santa Catalina, partially owned by some friends of ours.  Beautiful place to stay in a great surfing town.IMG_0330 IMG_0331

They’re building a restaurant and an infinity pool!IMG_0338

Training for capoeira on the beach!IMG_0392

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This amazing meal was prepared in a restaurant that didn’t have walls…or any customers besides us.IMG_0558

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When we got back, we had a pretty big roda out on the Cinta Costera.  A few other capoeira groups came out – some of whom practiced different styles from what we practice.  It was a definite learning experience, but it was also a lot of fun.  This is me esquiva-ing (dodging) a kick from my friend George.IMG_0590

In the middle of doing a meia lua de compasso (I’m about to kick over his head):IMG_0592

Another meia lua de compasso:IMG_0594

 

Treehouse Adventure!

We left on Tuesday, April 21 for our trip to the Costa Rican border, to Boquete, and to Santa Catalina.  Here’s what the trip looked like on the map:

Panamá to Rio Encantado (very close to Boquete) to Paso Canoas (border) to Boquete to Rio Encantado to Santa Catalina to Panamá. Whew!

Panamá to Rio Encantado (very close to Boquete) to Paso Canoas (border) to Boquete to Rio Encantado to Santa Catalina to Panamá. Whew!

If you go back to the map comparing Panamá to North Carolina, you can see that the furthest distance that we traveled – from Panamá to the border (Paso Canoas) – is roughly the distance from Raleigh to Asheville.  However, due to the road conditions and all the construction (they’re working to widen the main highway through Panama from 2 to 4 lanes and they’re doing it ALL at the same time, it seems), it takes about 7 hours to do that trip, where as in NC it would take about 4 hours on I-40.  Ugh.  We preferred not to think of it like that.

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So the first night, we stayed…in a TREEHOUSE!  It was super cool.  It was right on a river in the middle of nowhere in a part of Panamá that’s a lot cooler than the City b/c it’s in the mountains.  The general area is called Boquete, and because of the climate, a lot of expats live there.  After living in this crazy heat for over three months, we were thrilled to sleep outside in the cooler weather.

There was a first deck with chair where you could sit and enjoy the nicely lightscaped river.  Up one more flight of stairs was the bedroom/bar with a lovely mosquito/miscellaneous creepy-crawly net covering the bed.  Around the corner with a wall separating it from the bed was a tiny half bath.

Down below was a separate building with an open air kitchen and a full bathroom with a shower and a spider.

We woke up cool and refreshed, and despite my fear of bugs and all creepy things, I had the best time “camping out.”  After a run in with a spider in the bathroom and a quick cold shower, I ran around taking pictures of everything.  We were sad that we had to get on the road to the border and couldn’t enjoy our little hideout a little longer.  There were so many rocks in the river that we didn’t get to climb on and a lovely little swimming hole that we didn’t get to swim in!  But alas, we didn’t know what awaited us at the border, so we decided to get going as early as we could just in case.

We did, however, take the time to eat bananas that had ripened right on the tree and recently fallen off.  Amazing!  They were meatier than grocery store bananas, and sweeter.  Really good though.  What a great breakfast!  I have some pictures of this but I’m having some storage issues since we’re taking so many pictures here, so I’ll just have to post them next time.

We had coffee and watermelon juice with the two owners of the property and took a quick tour of their house first though.  The house was filled with pre-Colombian art.  Beautiful!

Next we were off to the border!  As you can imagine, that was an adventure unto itself, so I’ll save that for another post.