My friends Andrew and Katrina were also staying in Panama for the holidays, so rather than staying in the dirty, loud, smelly city, we headed out to Playa Venao, a gorgeous beach on the Pacific Coast. It is the prime surfing spot (I played with a boogie board for a while, but the surfers here were much too serious for a novice like me to get in their way) in Panama, and it quickly became my new favorite spot.
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We found a great little Catholic Church in a very small town near Pedasi. In true Panamanian fashion, the priest was 10 minutes late, so the 7p service began around 7:15. And then he gave a 20 minute sermon in Spanish- I caught something about making everyday like Christmas Day, and bringing the Light into the world, but I missed the rest.
Also in typical Panamanian fashion, an un-neutered dog hung out during the service, scratching himself for the entire service.
After church, we went back to our amazing hotel, and had a fantastically decadent Christmas Eve dinner. 4 salads, roast turkey, beef filet, foie gras, roast squash and onion jam, fish, crepes suzette, and a lot of wine. It was a really lovely Christmas Eve.
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