Ray and Jennifer’s visit (brother- and sister-in-law)

Eric’s brother, Ray, and his wife, Jennifer, came to visit us for a week!  They had originally planned to come last year some time, but then the trip fell through.  We were really bummed and thought they weren’t going to make it at all.  They surprised us a couple of months ago and said they were buying plane tickets!  We were thrilled.

This was the first time the four of us have been together for more than an evening without their kids, Rylee (7) and Tyler (almost 4).  Of course we love the kids dearly and have missed them a lot this year, but it was kinda cool for all the grown-ups to have a whole week to play and relax!

They got here on Saturday, January 16.  On Sunday, we took our time getting up and cooking breakfast…until I figured out a pet sitter for Addie and found a beach hotel for us. As soon as that happened, we were out the door and heading to Punta Chame within the hour!

Punta Chame is at the end of a long (for Panamá) peninsula about an hour and a half from the city.  It’s been on our list of places to visit for a long time because it’s known for kitesurfing, and Eric has been wanting to try it.  When Jennifer said she’d be up for giving it a go too, that sealed the deal.

We checked out the beach the first night, and it’s gorgeous.  You can see the mountains on the mainland on the other side of the bay.  Between that, the incredible sunsets, and all the kites everywhere, it’s just beautiful.

Jennifer is an amazing photographer.  She took my bridal portraits, actually, which I LOVE.  On the beach, however, we asked the boys to handle the cameras while we pulled out our tricks.  Jennifer is a certified Body Combat instructor (a fast-paced martial arts fitness class), so she practiced her moves while I did some capoeira.

The next day, Eric and Jennifer braved their first kiteboarding lesson while Ray and I drank Balboas (Panamanian beer) and watched.  We were pretty happy to be on our end of things.  It looked like a lot of hard work!

I can’t remember the exact order of events from the rest of the week, but the three of them enjoyed Eric’s new favorite board game, Terra Mystica, over a couple of nights.

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On Tuesday night, Jennifer came with me to capoeira!  She did an incredible job.  She’s already an athlete with a lot of rhythm, so it seemed like a lot of things came pretty naturally to her.  I was really impressed.  She even joined in on a roda at the end of practice, and I got to play with her!  I was really touched that she came with me and very proud of how well she did.

The next night, we switched it up and went to a BodyCombat class.  I had never been to one, and Jennifer has been an instructor for a little while now.  She’s really passionate about the program, so I wanted to check it out and support her in the way that she supported me by going to capoeira.  It was great having her in front of me since she already knew all the moves.  It was very cool to see her in her element!  It was a great little group of folks too, so we had a good time.

BodyCombat!

BodyCombat!

On Wednesday before BodyCombat, we drove up to the Atlantic ocean and enjoyed a ziplining course in the middle of nowhere.  There were some doubts as to whether or not our poor little Toyota Yaris was going to be able to make the 4 km off-road trek to the beginning of the course, but she pulled it off!  That poor car…we could really use some kind of 4×4 sometimes in this country, but she has taken us through a lot!  Anyway, the ziplining was great – a lot more relaxed about rules that in the US.  Still safe though, Mom.  I promise.  J-Ray has the photos from that, so maybe they’ll be in a later post.

On the way home, Jennifer, Ray and I took the train from Colón to Panamá (Atlantic to Pacific ocean along the Canal), while Eric drove the car home, just like I did when his parents were in town.

Eric took Ray to the Canal the next day, then to Panamá Viejo on Friday while Jennifer and I enjoyed some rest.  Oh, and one night there was a dance party in the apartment…yes, just the 4 of us.  Somehow this happened:

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Just two brothers, solving the world’s problems.

On Thursday night, before their scheduled departure on Friday, Jennifer and Ray found out that their flight had been canceled due to snow in NC.  Remember the snow/ice storm a few weeks ago?  Yeah, that.  I knew they were ready to get home to the kids, but Eric and I were thrilled to have them for 2 extra nights.  The whole week was just really relaxing and fun.  We’re so grateful to have had so much of our family visit us this year!

And now, here it is, your moment of Zen:

Batizado Day 2

Today was hard, but satisfying.  After the fact, you know?  It’s not like I was sweating it out in this sweltering gym and thinking the whole time about how wonderful it was to be pushing myself this hard.  No, a lot of the time I just thought about how it’d be embarrassing to puke.

So you get a better idea of how this works, there are probably 20-25 of us from Panamá, Colombia, Costa Rica, Brazil, and as of tomorrow, Miami.  There is one mestre – Mestre Barriga.  His name pretty much means Belly.  In case I haven’t touched on this before, everyone in capoeira has an apellido, a nickname.  Sometimes you get it when you do something stupid and people call you out on it, sometimes it has to do with how you look, like one friend who is named Irmão, or brother, because he looks a lot like our contra mestre.  Sometimes it has to do with your style of play.  My gringa friend Jessie was really good at Kung Fu before she started capoeira and she’s super smooth and quick, so they call her Ninja.  I’ll get my name at the end of this week!  Can’t wait to see what they’ll come up with for me!  I think I’m the only one without an apellido at the batizado…so I’m ready for it.

Here you can see my friend Árabe (left), CM Rodrigo (middle), and Mestre Barriga (right) at the Canal yesterday.  Of course, they played a little capoeira too while they were there, but my favorite of the photos they sent around was this one:

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Jogando capoeira at the Canal:

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So back to Day Two.  It’s just amazing how hot and suffocating the air is inside the gym.  There are some fans, but unless you’re standing right in front of them, they don’t do much.  My goal is usually to position myself in front of one when we start a class.  By dinnertime I was feeling pretty rough…mostly nauseous from the heat and exertion.  I made myself eat though, and laid down on the floor for 20 min or so.  I still wasn’t great for the rest of the day, but I made it.

After dinner, one of the things that we practiced are martelos.  Martelo literally means “hammer,” and according to wiki is defined generally as a kick with the instep with the most common target being the head.  CM Ivan decided that we needed to work on taking kicks, this time to the upper arm.  So…we paired up and began kicking the mess out of each other.  Not comfortable.  I worked with one of my Brazilian friends, Thaisa, which in hindsight may not have been the best choice.  The girl doesn’t mess around.  I definitely got some practice in.  I can take a hard kick.  And I have the giant bruise to show it.  I named it Thaisa.

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The most impressive duo during this exercise was definitely Mono and our German friend Noel.  You could hear their kicks land throughout the gym, over all the other kicks and talking and groaning.  Within 5 minutes of finishing the exercise, Noel’s arm was purple.  Mono posted this photo of his own shoulder last night.

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Continuing with injuries, I’ll give you the rest of the rundown.  Remember how I broke off a piece of bone in my finger a couple of months ago?  Well, I reinjured it yesterday.  Who knows if the piece broke off again or if it’s just jammed or what, but it’s swollen and I can’t get my rings on again.  Fun.

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I also managed to land on my kneecap pretty hard on Night One of the event.  I didn’t feel it much then because I was in the roda and playing against a guy who must be 6’6″…adrenaline kinda takes over…but the next morning I had some intense pain whenever I put any weight on it or touched it.  I knocked it a little yesterday and that didn’t help.  I can still walk fine and move it pretty well though, so…onward!  Funny thing about all these injuries – they’re ALWAYS on the left side.  Never fails.

Oh, and I think I got lied to by one of the contra mestres last night!  I had heard throughout the year that there is a certain toque, a certain rhythm, that you’re supposed to play on the berimbau if someone dies in the roda.  Of course, this dates back to when capoeira was used in serious combat, so you don’t get a lot of that these days.  I think there would be more CPR and 911 calling these days.  But anyway, the actual toque seems to be shrouded in a bit of mystery.  I asked CM Rodrigo about it yesterday and was surprised and excited when he was happy to share it with me.  I videoed it and shared it with a few others, thrilled that I had cracked into this secret world.  NOPE!  Turns out he showed me a fairly standard toque, but not one that I’m used to, so I didn’t know the difference.  Dang it!  The quest continues…

A few pics from the day:

I’m excited because Instrutora Rebelde, a woman from Miami, arrived early this morning.  I can’t wait to meet her after hearing about her all year.  Plus, she’ll be the one and only female instructor in the crowd.  She has quite a reputation, so I’m excited to see her in action!

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So if you’re reading this today or tomorrow, say a prayer for endurance, proper nutrition and hydration, and no puking.  Halfway there.

In closing, Summer is adorable and ready for Christmas!

 

A quick visit with my long-lost cousin

My cousin Branson was in town from Nov. 20-28!  I hadn’t seen him in 8 years or so, so it was pretty exciting.  He’s looking towards retirement and wants to move somewhere in Central America.  Panamá was on his list of places to check out, so Eric and I gladly talked up our city and this beautiful country.  Unfortunately, his visit coincided with the beginning of my big capoeira event of the year, our batizado (literally translates as baptism, but it’s a big week of training and ends with a show and folks receiving their cords – like belts in karate), so we weren’t able to join him up in Bocas del Toro, near Costa Rica, for his diving trip.  We did, however, get the chance to take him to Casco Viejo where he treated us to a wonderful dinner at a restaurant called Grapes (super Panamanian sounding, right?).  We returned to Casco the next day to walk around a bit, show him the market and the views, to sit for a while with a nice smoothie for me, a beer for Eric, and a horrible energy drink for Branson, and to have lunch before dropping him off at the airport to head to Bocas.

After his trip, he came back for a lovely Thanksgiving dinner with us, complete with ginormous steaks.  Unfortunately, I was busy the entire following day taking photos for Mono and Lourdes’s wedding, so I didn’t get to go to the Canal with him or spend any time with him on Friday.  On Saturday morning, we stopped by his hotel for breakfast, then sadly, had to whisk him off to the airport to head home to Arizona.

Thanksgiving Dinner!!!

Thanksgiving Dinner!!!

I was really glad to be able to have some time with him, even if it was just for a few days.  It was also fun that he and Eric have very similar senses of humor, so they got along well.