Red Faced
So it looks like we're going to keep the place. Don Carlo (the landlord) seems like a decent chap, all our stuff is already in there and there's nothing-worthwhile readily available downtown. The great unpacking has begun.
Tomorrow is a big day to sign the lease, open a bank account, get cable/internet connected, change the electricity account and figure out how to map out the network and new power circuits. I'm going to go with Public IP to secure the wi-fi access.
The one thing we got here in Boquete is wind. The Volcano Baru, which we are pretty much attached to on the east side, is the highest point in Panama; thus the mild temperatures here as opposed to most of the rest of the sweltering country. Of course the higher you go- the more wind you run into. Plus you get the clouds running into the place, which makes for some hourly schizophrenic weather mood swings.
The effect of the wind combined with the frequent sun/cloud switch has turned my face into a beet. You never really feel hot, but the sun gets you. The Panama hat may need to come out soon.
