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So after narrowly missing out on a shark bite, people rotting in tents and a crazy drug lord adventure (The Beach btw), we left our last Caribbean island - sniff. It's been wonderful and we can see ourselves buying a holiday home in the area when we win the lottery.
After a few near tears, a boat, a couple of buses, a hotel and a cab we made it to Panama City. First impressions is that this is ...
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Your Gt grandfather, Gt Gt grandfather and grandfather were all called Alfred Lee but they did not work on the Canal - at least I don't think so!! A panama hat would have helped keep the rain of your heads. What happened to Willy? Did he get wet? Great blog keep them coming Love MAD