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Panama: Privacy Lost

A friend told us about a local Costa Rica bank with ties to a Panama bank, making it simple to open a Panama bank account. Everybody knows if you want privacy in banking, you go to Panama.

What everybody doesn’t know is that, these days, not only does Panama put your life under a microscope, they even want to see your tax returns! That’s comforting. We’ve opened zillions of bank accounts in the states: no one has ever asked for a tax return. I guess this is Panama’s twist on privacy: show them your most private confidential information, let . . . → Read More About Panama: Privacy Lost

Panama: The Perfect Retirement Haven?

"Panama is all that," reports just about everyone. Costa Rica is fabulous, too. So fabulous, we’ve decided to stay for the time being. Forever? I don’t know. Is anything forever? Once we realized returning to the states after our Year Abroad was not practical (still no income), or desired, we decided we might as well investigate other countries. Sounds kind of crazy now, but it made sense to us at the time…

Every once in a while, no more than once every 3 or 4 hours, Jal and I look at each other wide-eyed and ask, "Did you ever . . . → Read More About Panama: The Perfect Retirement Haven?

A Day In David

Was enough Davi d [da-VEED] for ‘dis broad…

Welp, that’s David. A bustling, energetic capitalist city selling everything you can imagine. No sign ordinance here, oh no. A bit overwhelming. We didn’t go into any of the stores, except for the cell phone store… I bought the cheapest (mas barrante) cell phone they had with a phone card and a car charger… $40 total. Here’s the store, . . . → Read More About A Day In David

De Plane

When I first started going to Key West back in the late 70′s, we would fly a puddle jumper from Miami to the southernmost city. Usually a tiny propellor plane with about 12 seats. And everyone was served a Tequila Sunrise. That was the only thing you were served, but so what? Sometimes, if the flight wasn’t too full, you could get two. I always got two, because one was never enough. THOSE were the good old days.

Nowadays, you fly jets from Miami to Key West. No Tequila Sunrise. Too complicated.

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“Whaddya Expect for 900 Bucks?”

When you blog, you "meet" people all over the world who also blog. Bloggers, as I’m sure you have realized by now, are fascinating people. Ok, maybe that’s a stretch. Maybe we are just verbose. Verbose and usually cheerful. I have a blogger friend, Dan in Buenos Aires. He is a chef. After reading his restaurant reviews and recipes for the last few months, I would eat at his kitchen counter any old time.

In the small world category, Dan considered moving to Key West and shopped for real estate there a couple of years ago. He . . . → Read More About “Whaddya Expect for 900 Bucks?”

“Estamos Volando!”

"We are flying!" That’s the motto of Air Panama, our hosts this morning as we wing our way to David, Panama in the province of Chiriquí. Actually, right now we are preparing to wing our way… still have 1/2 hour before the plane leaves. No sign of boarding, yet, though. Which, as you know, has given us PLENTY of time to visit with our friends over at the Café Britt store with their bowls and bowls of free chocolate covered macadamia nuts, and pots and pots of fresh . . . → Read More About “Estamos Volando!”

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