Las Lajas Photo Journey

Hi, it’s Frail Deeds Dancer back up on the net after three glorious days in paradise on earth, better known as the Las Lajas beach in Panama.  I was thinking throughout these days of how to describe them, especially juxtaposed against the weather reports from back home (sorry guys – these pictures are going to hurt for those of you in subzero temps right now).  However I think these three days are best captured in pictures (in no particular order) along with some explanatory captions. 

View Out Our Front Door Each Morning

It was three days where all electronics were put away and our cabin right on the Pacific Ocean provided the perfect opportunity to just enjoy each other.  It’s an object lesson about how much television and everything else in my normal life serves to distract from what is most important. 

This was the beach that almost ended the Keene Friend a few years ago during his body surfing efforts.  My wife was loathe allowing me back out there but the waves were not to be denied.  She bought a new bathing suit for me who’s pockets inflated with each wave which only served to provide some truly atomic wedgies at the most inopportune times (luckily I packed a spare, bathing suit that is)). 

Each day was spent in the ocean, walking the beach to collect firewood for the bonfire we had each night, but most of all it was time spent relaxing on an almost profound level.  Ladies and gentlemen – may I humbly present three days in Las Lajas – a photographic journey:

My Wife in the Fresh Water Showers Out Front - Water Was Colder than Ocean

Son in Law and Daughter Waiting at Resort Restaurant - Probably Worst Service in Western World
But You Couldn't Beat the Views

Daughter and Son in Law with Two of Our Basic Food Groups For the Stay

Wife and I Sent This Picture Back to Co-Workers in Polar Vortex 2
Cruel But Sneaky Amount of Fun

My Daughter Jumps a Lot - She Has Some Tigger Blood

The Road to Our Resort

Entering the Resort

Almost Non-Stop Games of Some Sort Were Taking Place

I was Fully Engaged with my Pyromaniac Side With Two
Huge Driftwood Bonfires Each Night

Our Intrepid Driver, my Wife's Cousin in Law

My Attempt at a Panoramic Shot of the Beach

Great Waves Where We Spent Most of Our Daylight

The Whitest Man in Panama Pointing Out Our Cabin

  

What Me Worry About Sunburn - This Was Only Day 1

This is Who I got to Spend the Time With - A Real Beach Bunny

When We Weren't in the Water - Serious Socializing with my Wife's Great Family

On the Trip To the Beach We Had to Stop for the Obligatory Recovery of the Flying
Cooler Top Lost on the Highway (4th Year in a Row)

And She's Still Jumping

That's Known in my Family as my S--t Eating Grin

My Wife Harvesting Some Oranges From Her Parent's Back Yard Before the Leaving

The Packing of the Van Process - Always an Adventure

Yep, Still Jumping

My Early Morning Reading Sessions - Finished a Whole Book There

At Night Captain Pyro Was Loosened Upon the World

Bi-Lingual Games of Gin Rummy

Early Morning Well Ordered Flocks of Pelicans Cruised the Tops of the Waves

My Son in Law and I Taking in a Evening Beach Soccer Game

 

Two Simply Spectacular Sunsets

My Son in Law is Much Better at the Panoramic Thang

My Son in Law and I Emerging from Another Successful Body Surfing Session

He and I Celebrating A Good Wave

My Daughter Brushing Up on her Bull Fighting Technique

Day 3 Still Waiting for Service - No Longer the Whitest Guy in Panama

Another View of the Packing Process, Bus is Already Full of Family Members

A Great Week Spent with this Young Lady

Even the Life of the Party (Which My Wife's Cousin Definitely is) Needs Her Rest

My Other Body Surfing Partner - Daughter For Once Firmly on the Ground