Dancing In A Pollera In Panama
When we were deciding to move overseas, and then choosing the place to move to, my husband and I were intrigued by…
Read more →When we were deciding to move overseas, and then choosing the place to move to, my husband and I were intrigued by…
Read more →Since moving back to the US, I’ve become painfully aware of one huge difference between living here and living there. Meeting people…
Read more →There were no weather-related clues that meant anything to me. It didn’t get colder, leaves didn’t turn color or fall off trees…
Read more →Those of you who’ve been following my column for a while know that, after 2-½ years in Panama, my husband and I…
Read more →“Repatriation is a bitch,” I’d been warned. Somehow I suspected it might be. After two and a half years in Las Tablas,…
Read more →One month ago, my husband and I were dealing with a drinking water crisis in Las Tablas, Panama. We had chosen to…
Read more →As a US citizen and resident for nearly six decades, access to potable, safe water is something I’ve always taken for granted.…
Read more →As an American who’s living and working in Panama, I rely heavily on internet connectivity. I’m a freelance writer and WordPress website…
Read more →“What’s your name?” she asked. “Susanna.” “Where do you live?” I told her, and mentioned we’d been there for two years. “Oh,”…
Read more →“You’re unpatriotic!” Two years ago, I arrived in Las Tablas, Panama, with statements like that ringing in my ears. Moving abroad was…
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