Caldera River, Panama
“Voy a nadar en el rio esta tarde con Andrea,” Anna informed Tori and me over lunch. “¿Quieres venir?”
It only took me the time to swallow the arroz y frijoles that were in my mouth to jump at this opportunity to go for an impromptu swim in the Caldera River. After all, sunny skies overlooking the verdant mountains that practically enveloped the postcard-perfect town of Boquete were just beckoning us to strip off some clothes and absorb some rays, all while exploring the vigorous river bisecting el pueblo.
Thankfully, Tori was agreeable to coming too, so at 3:45 p.m. Andrea, Anna, and a member of Andrea’s host family swung by our hotel to fetch us. We walked down a country road intermittently lined by charming homes of bold hues of color for about 10 minutes followed by a little minor bushwhacking and boulder-hopping before encountering a little piece of paradise in the midst of the Caldera’s rushing water.
At the moment I lack both the time and words to adequately describe the place or experience, but you can check out these photos. The sheer beauty of el rio—not to mention the feeling of freedom of splashing around in the just-warm-enough water with three laughing young ladies including a sexy Swiss, a sultry Russian, and one of my all-time favorite Californians—made for magical memories. That the Caldera contained such hot occupants on this day was also quite appropriate for a river whose name means “boiler” or “kettle”.
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Wow, swimming in the river looks really fun! Please say hi to Tori, and I hope you both learn a lot of español! love, Stacey
Hace mucho tiempo desde estudié en español, pero quiero aprender lenguaje español otra vez. :)
¡Te divertiste mucho en este viaje! Me gusto mirando a tus cuadros y no puedo esperar mirando a mas. ;)