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Wife and I on our Condo Balcony |
Yesterday was condo day, spent at our
future condo. That could only take place after I successfully herded no less
than five Panamanian women into a car for the drive to Las Lajas. This was not
a feat for the faint of heart; cats would have been much easier. My mother in
law, my sisters in law, as well as a niece accompanied us for the trip. The humongous
highway construction project on the Inter-American highway is almost complete
which made the drive down the Pacific coast to Las Lajas a lot easier. The
entry road, the last two miles, is still gravel with some interesting spots but
I like the isolation it provides from some of the weekend crowds.
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Driving in |
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Front Hallway to Pool |
We drove up to the project to find the
architect, project manager and a couple other worthies from the construction
firm waiting for us. We actually felt like VIPs. There was still a lot of finishing
work going on, including wiring for cable and internet (YES!). Even though
everything was coated in a film of construction dust it was easy to see the
diamond lurking underneath. I almost ran up the stairs to our third floor condo
and was extremely pleased. It’s
everything I hoped it would be.
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Looking From Kitchen Towards Living Room |
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From Living Room Back Toward Kitchen, Entry and guest Bedroom |
The living room opens onto the balcony
with views of the beach and pool area. Since we have a corner unit one entire
wall is glass offering further views along the coast. The area right next to
the building is kind of sketchy as that is where the workers have been living
but that will be cleared out soon. I love he master bedroom which also opens onto
the balcony which will allow going to sleep listening to Las Lajas’ impressive surf.
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Master Bedroom |
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Common Area |
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View of Beach from Balcony |
They’ve just about completed the common
area between the building and the surf line. The pools are done but were being drained
yesterday of the accumulation of rainy season torrents. There is a common party
area, bathrooms, outdoor showers, and shaded tables. They have removed the
wilderness that existed between the pool area and the beach and left the palm
trees while building a fire pit and a series of “bohios” to provide shaded
areas for beach goers. Shade is very important in the tropics, trust me on
this.
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Seen from Beach Side |
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Third Floor |
After our tour of the facility we
planned on spending the day on the beach back at one of our former locations.
When we mentioned this to the project manager he asked us why not just stay
here and enjoy the beach there, after all it belonged to us. I kind of loved
hearing that. I drove onto the beach and we set up a picnic area on the lawn. I
also confirmed the waves on this section of Las Lajas beach are every bit as
excellent for body surfing as earlier locations.
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Getting Lathered Up |
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My Critic |
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Picnic Area We set Up |
I mentioned earlier about the importance
of shade. This gringo has a very healthy respect for the tropic sun, especially
given its voracious appetite for my milk white skin. For that reason my wife provided
NASA level sun block which had me looking like Betelgeuse again. My sister in
law took particular pleasure in pointing out the weakness of my gringo
complexion. Even this stalwart plan failed to completely protect me though. A couple
hours standing in the surf waiting for the perfect wave cooked me to a beet red
by the end of the day. Luckily it was one of those burns that morphs into a tan
overnight for the most part.
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Sisters Doing Yoga in the Surf |
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Inaugural Use of Outdoor Showers |
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The Bohios |
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Fire Pit |
I may have to rethink my plan about
spending only six months down here after I retire. Visiting the condo was that
exciting. We spent a lot of time talking about how much fun it was going to be having the whole family here, especially the First Blog Reader and any future cousins.
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Future Body Surfing Student |
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On the Balcony |
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Wife Already Making Plans |
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Which was More Red at End of Day - the Shirt or My Face? |
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