The Panama Canal

Last night was a bit stressful. My 88 year old mother, who I brought down here with me, fell in the bathroom and cut her head. We drove her to the Clinica Emergencia which is about 1 mile down the road where a very gentle and efficient doctor put 6 stitches in her scalp!

That seemed like it was going to throw all of our tourista plans out the window for a few days, but when she got up today she felt good and was rarin' to go! Guess I must come from a tough breed! LOL

So, that meant that our plans to go to the Miraflores Locks at the Panama Canal were still on. It was another hot day (are there any that aren't here?!) so an air-conditioned ride in the car was welcomed.

We crossed the Canal a bit further north this time, and were able to catch our first real glimpse of the ships lining up to go through the locks.

Continuing down the Canal to the locks, we all started to feel quite small. The size of the ships and machines we passed was incredible.