To Bocas To Bocas to Buy a Fat Hog

To Bocas to Bocas to buy a fat hog.  But, we didn't do any jiggety -jogging as it was actually a really smooth ride home under the brightest blue skies.  On the trip in we spotted a magnificent Blue Heron up close and personal , but my camera jammed so I had to "borrow" a photo from the Internet.  And, speaking of sights check out the three master that was in Bocas Bay!

Shopping in Bocas Town is an experience. You would think it would be a simple matter of getting to town (by boat) and going to the store. NOT!  The peppers I needed were at one store at the far end of town; flour and sugar at the little grocery in the middle; cake mix and yams at the other extreme end of town. And since both Mary and I wanted fresh salad greens that meant waiting until the ferry arrived at noon to be able to buy those from the Gourmet  Grocery Store. ( and yes, that is the name of it and it stocks small amounts of the sorts of things one finds in the deli back in the States). Prices are exorbitant, but like everyone else we pay because we just really want those Blue Corn Chips to go with our homemade salsa.

Oh, and then it's the drugstore for anti- itch Creme ( yes, the Chitras are still here) and a bar of sop and lastly the hardware store for my rubber boots for TROMPING about the jungle. Meanwhile, Norm has gone to two places for propane, because although the first place does have propane, they don't fill the brand of container we have - go figure!

Living, and shopping, in paradise is exhausting!  However, we were in good company with our dear friends, Mary and Carl and the refrigerator is well stocked again. We came home and cooled down with fresh hand- squeezed lemonade and a sit on the porch. Life is good. ❤️

Livin large in paradise,
Nancy' Norm & Turbo