Monday, January 6, 2020

Last day in El Valle

    Today, Monday, is our final day in El Valle. Feeling like the proverbial last day of vacation, we are determined to squeeze in all we can. Weather, schedules and energy permitting, we hope to have breakfast at Heaven's Cafe, because they have WiFi, which I've been seriously missing, then check out the Butterfly Haven, then go out to dinner in the evening at the first restaurant we tried here: Bruschetta.
    El Valle has been another unique experience in Panamá, like the ferry, like the island, like the cuisine, like the wind and mountain rains. I've experienced the stuff of stories and fables: Las Ranas Doradas golden frogs, la pirata Morgan, birds with astounding plumage, iridescent mariposas butterflies, smiling sloths, and the fierce vientos winds that swirl within the volcanic craters that make this valley.
    As can be expected, at this juncture, we are beginning to miss home. Yes, even the snowy, frigid weather that awaits us without mercy. No matter how far you roam, there's truly no place like home. We'll take memories, a few little souvenirs, and leave two friends who say they've experienced this all anew through our perspective. Is there any gift greater than this in the journey - to leave a little bit different than when you arrived?

Blue Morpho at Butterfly Haven

Buho butterfly


Educator at Butterfly Haven poses with Very Hungry Caterpillar book

Rainwater control device

On a hike

Duane rides a... chipmunk?

Cloud forest above the village of El Valle

Miniature Nativity scene at EV post office

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