We fall asleep accidentally—exhausted, accidentally—after weaving our way in and out of the streets surrounding Aguacate and Lamparilla. We’re sprawled on the bed in the descending darkness of the afternoon of our first day in Havana, and something wakes me after 20 minutes.
Feel the surf
My own story as a surfer has been short and sweet so far, having been out there with a board, most recently in Bali, only a handful of times. Still, however young a story, it’s been enough of a journey to understand the incredible wisdom at the core of the sport. And like many other sports, the physical realization of this wisdom is life-changing.
Panama, Part Three: The people of Coco del Mar
Clearly, the people and the sights of the morning are gifts—open windows to peek into the way modern society lives here in Coco del Mar, in all their intimate moments. And I think those are the moments where you can really catch the pulse of a place. Finally, I feel it—and it’s all about the people.