I found The French Quarter of Panama City very intriguing, a combination of old world elegance and decay.
The president of Panama lives in the French Quarter, in this large white structure you see below. It turns out the president was on his way here as we walked down the approaching street.
When the president is arriving, the guards are out in force.
We wandered down the streets
past old churches
some with bell towers
Past interesting doorways
Past a government building across from a park
and another large building which may have been apartments, or a hotel, or a residence. I do not know.
There were statues
andthe real Panama hats.
On we went to a flea market, where we stopped to shop for gifts to bring back to friends. And maybe one or two things for ourselves. Maybe.
There will be one more post about Panama. It may be delayed because I may feel the need to just chatter. I think I have not done that for awhile.
I hope your day holds enough of everything.