BOCAS DEL TORO, PANAMA We were roughly nineteen years old and crossed the border from Costa Rica to Panama by walking on a bridge over a river. The air was warm and tropical. We took a boat to the island Bocas del Toro where we lived for about a month with a fisherman named Emiliano, and his wife Leighia, who taught us Spanish Lessons. We also got certified in SCUBA diving by a Canadian man named Alexi and his girlfriend Sana who was Danish. The center of our social life was at a bar on the docks called the Blue Ox which is where a man named Ivan cut coconuts with a machete and gave life advice. I liked him. This was a pleasant time in life. I saw a poisonous Sea Snake and ate tuna out of a can and smoked single cigarettes and drank fifty cent Balboa beers and swam across the bay at night in the dark. Michael Lippenholz took most of these photographs.
MUSICIAN. ARTIST. GARDENER.
MUSICIAN. ARTIST. GARDENER.
