I spit a story backwards I start at the ending.
.South travel I before, Saco at days last My
Sunday 5AM Casco Viejo, Panama City:
I just got into my buddy Kens Milburn place in Panama city. I ask the first taxi guy to take me here and he declined and told me to wait till the morning, as he doesn't want to drive there in the dark. Great, Ken lives in a shady area. He forwarned me of this, and said that the bario right near it was El Chorillo, and that is the shady part. He said he would be waiting for me in the lobby, which he was and I entered without any drama.
12 Midnight Santiago, Panama:
The bus stop at a soda restaurant as they do about every 4 hours for a little break. I walk through the buffet line to get some food. I order a plate of chicken and fries, with a pear juice. Cost $3 as in Panama the national currency is the Dollar. I ask for salsa de tomate which is what they call ketchup in Costa Rica, the lady looks at me funny and said, "Ketchup", I said "si" She handed me 3 packets of Heinz!!! Awesome!!! The salsa de tomate in Costa Rica tastes like tomato paste and sugar, the only way I eat it is to mix it with hot sauce. I finally got real ketchup. 3 dollar meal and real ketchup, so far Panama so good!
8 PM Saturday Costa Rica/Panama border:
Fairly simple border crossing process. Get my exit stamp:Free. Panama entry sticker: $1. Panamanian visa:$5. The guy who was supposed to check bags at customs, was not around so they let us pass. Done, Im in Panama.
10 AM Saturday San Jose:
I get off the bus from Bagaces and take a taxi to the Panamanian express terminal. I buy a ticket for $25 to take me from capital to capital. I wait in the lobby until the buss leaves at Noon.
5:30 Am Saturday Bagaces:
I wake up, write a note on the white board, to say whats up to whoever ends up in the Synagog, grab my bag and head out. I stop by JJ's to tap on his window as that crazy fool got up to watch Arsenal draw with Manchester U, as Manny U got another title, sorry Bro. I grabbed him and made him walk to the parada and do some unstressin. I gave him my key and few instructions, we gave a little abrazo and said peace.
12:30 AM The street we all live on, Bagaces:
Struggleing to drag the bitty home, Ella estaba un pocita picada, y bein turca. Euphemism!
9 PM Friday Las Tejas, Bagaces:
We meet up with the gang to celebrate Kate's Birthday. Drink some pilsens do a tequila shot with her for her and do the standard Tejas stuff. Solo Bueno.
3:30 PM Friday BDC, Bagaces:
Last game of disk until I return to Bagaces. We play teams. Jeff and I are the Gringo B-team, however at Tittyair even the B-team is titty. Aaron and JJ are Gringo A-team (I pity the fool), and Randal and Mario are team Tico. B-team are always heavy underdogs but this day we held our own. We finished with par, I think our best team outing. We even finished the front 9 one under. A-team won with 5 under and that won them a caja de cervezas (24 beers) as they took the 2 out of 3 series from the Ticos. The point is that B-team is getting good!
1 PM Friday Saco, Bagaces:
I finally make it in to my last day of work. Give Alexis my Basket Ball, as he gave me this sweet Costa Rica National Soccer futbol jersey the week before. JJ got me a Guatemalan "Playera" when he went back, and all the Ticos were ragging on me for representing Guatemala and not Costa Rica. I said to Alexis it was a gift from a Guatemalan, and why hadn't
a Tico given me a soccer jersey to wear first? Then next day Alexis brought me one. Gracias Don Alexis solo calidad. I finish up a few projects I had lingering, sent out some emails, said "hasta luego" so some co-workers, and took it all in.
10 AM Friday The Synagog, Bagaces:
Woke up feeling pretty bent from the Gerson Goes Goodbye party the night before. Gathered my self, re-checked my bag to make sure I had everything ready, Took the bitty out to lunch and went to Saco.
12:30 AM Friday Randal and Emer's, Bagaces:
A Dudes Bien Tuanis Production in the making, yes we also throw parties, freaking sweet ones too. BDC presents Gerson Goes Goodbye, part one. Poker in the front liquor in the rear. I didn't get in on the gambling as I was DJaying, freestyling and entertaining. Bullshitted with Emer and Jess, spat some with Jeffry Cowface and some other mops, pegando la concha, y charlando con la bala, me calle bien este mae!
9:45 PM Las Tejas, Bagaces:
Las Tejas after futbol, standard crew. Have a long conversation with "Cholo" at the bar about how I have broken his negative stereotype of Gringos and how he loves me. This is a good thing, because if I were to ever get into a fight in Bagaces (very unlikely) I would want this beast of a man on my side. Honestly this is standard love I get from Bagaceños all the time.
7 PM Thursday, El Gymnasio, Bagaces:
We play futbol (Soccer) in the gym every Thursday evening. Normally everyone just shows up and teams are formed. It is futbol cinco, so 5 on 5 including the goalie. If there are four teams we play first goal wins and the new team enters, winners stay, this was the case this Thursday. This week however we decided to make a Gringo team, and show up in matching jerseys. We are Dudes Bien Tuanis, Aaron Sweeper, Justin Goal and Defense, JJ Forward, Jeff Goal and whatever, Me Midfielder and Wingman, and our sub and honorary Gringo, Mario Forward (surprisingly he can play quite well and even had a sweet bicycle kick shot attempt) . Because we declared this earlier in the week, the gym had a good amount of spectators show up to see the Gringos play. Word travels fast in Bagaces. So we lose our first few games, and were good matches but we couldn't score. We finally get our shit together and JJ puts his own rebound back in for our first win. The crowd in cheering and we are pumped. We loose the next game but it was a good one. Then at our next entry JJ scores again. Nice we are starting to get the hang of it. Next match I have a kick that the goal keeper blocks with the rebound right to me. I re-blast it at the goal and score. THE CROWD GOES NUTS! JJ comes up and hugs me and then Aaron. Like a real world cup game there was so much emotion. It was such a sick feeling, I don't score that often maybe once every few weeks, but this was team gringo and we are by far the worst team, as these maes live futbol. It was very cool to feel the love that everyone had for me, my teammates, the other teams, and the fans who showed up to watch. Bagaces Kicks Ass!
10 AM Thursday, Saco, Bagaces:
Work and stuff. JJ is busy making the T-shirt Jerseys that we will wear in the Majanga (futbol 5) tonight. Printing out mad iron on stickers and ironing them on to our shirts.
8 PM Wednesday, The Bagaces Synagog:
DBT begin our rap which still has no name. JJ got a sick beat off Freeloops and put a dope guitar rift to it. We are chillen for a good 5 hours rapping over and over again into a mic hooked up to JJ's computer. Lots of Litros de Pilsen y peggando purros. We even got two bitties to sing the hook, a Latina on the Spanish part and a Gringa on the English part.
Si tu eres un mop
y te gusta hip hop
Escupimos fuego y esa varas muy hot
So dudes listen up
Cuz its real what we got
No one ever said to start
So theres no need to sto....
You better get that shit working Jota!!
6:30 PM Wednesday,KT's Chicken House, Bagaces:
Waiting for happy hour. Pilsen, disk talk, and the DBT rap session coming up.
4:30 PM Wednesday, BDC:
Last league night for me before I bounce. I go out in style. I shoot a + 4 by far my best solo round, I tied with Aaron, and didn't get last for the first time. Dudes give me props.
This is Brandon, leave it, Peace!
* Side notes
The Bagaces Synagog is Justin and My appartment. We are probably the first Jews to ever live in Bagaces let alone together. Therefore it is reffered to as the Synagog. Too bad we don't have a Mezuzah.
A majenga is a pick up game, normally used for futbol sala, or on an indoor stadium.
I am on a lack of sleep as I suck at it, and on a buss all night does not help. This must be right though as I just had deja vu as I just wrote "not help". I had a lot more details I wanted to put in but Im a bit out of it.
Iinform more on Panama as it comes up.
domingo, 17 de mayo de 2009
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