Panama

Pokin went to Panama with her forum. She brought me. Smart. She also brought Chestnut. Unnecessary. The Waldorf. Travel companions. One essential, one …

After eleven hours of canal transit, Cartagena was our last real port day. Old stone fortresses, colonial courtyards, streets painted every color, and …

I woke up in the dark. Not because anyone asked me to. Not because there was an emergency. Because today was the day. The Panama Canal. The full …

Costa Rica wasn’t on the original itinerary as anything special. Just another port day. But it turned out Nicholas’s family has old …

Christmas at sea. Two weeks of me claiming the best spot on the balcony. I’m in. The Coral Princess, departing Fort Lauderdale, heading south …