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The Sleeping Sloth
From a Gehry-designed museum about the isthmus rising to a sloth completely uninterested in being seen.
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Three weeks in Panama City, walking the streets of Casco Viejo and following a country whose geography has shaped everything from oceans and ecosystems to commerce and history.
A ship too large for its channel, a history harder to repeat than the one I'd inherited, and forty-five minutes of water doing the work.
A rainforest outside Gamboa and a balcony in Casco Viejo -- two ways of paying closer attention than planned.
An Uber into the rainforest near Gamboa, a driver who asked the question I hadn't adequately considered, and a walk among hummingbirds and leaf-cutter ants while he waited.
The same Casco Viejo street, morning, storm, and night -- and what it meant to watch one view hold three different conditions without ever repeating itself.
From a Gehry-designed museum about the isthmus rising to a sloth completely uninterested in being seen.
I'd heard Geisha called the champagne of coffee. I walked to Casco Viejo to find out for myself.
I'd rehearsed enough Spanish to order lunch. I hadn't planned on a two-hour conversation in flawless English.
A visual notebook from three weeks between the canal and Casco Viejo.
