Usually on Saturday's we venture somewhere new. This weekend we decided to wait until Sunday, where we are hiring a driving to take us a few places in the city. We have done most of the local touristy things already. It turned out to be a good decision to wait until Sunday because not long after breakfast it started pouring rain. So it was supposed to be a lazy get some rest day anyway. We spent the morning reading and relaxing then had lunch in the room eating food that we snagged from the breakfast buffet in the morning. By the afternoon it had stopped raining and Tracy had the itch to get out of the room. Eric eventually, begrudgingly, agreed to go on a walk (roll).
|Panama City and our favorite spiral building|
Determined to make it to the ocean seawall, Tracy directed them through the streets and sidewalks. We almost got stumped at two chains blocking a throughway that had not been there the day before. We had to go that way because the sidewalk was under construction. Eric got under the first one without issue. The second one was in the middle of a down sloping ramp which was wet from the rain. Ugh! But we were almost to the destination and we were not turning back. Soooo Tracy held on for dear life trying to keep him going really slow downhill while her feet slipped along the pavement. When Eric got to the chain, he lifted it over his head and proceeded to start falling backwards. I held on and just barely squeaked under the chain myself and kept him from hitting the ground. It was a scary moment for both of us!!! From there we only had to get to a crosswalk and a walking overpass to get to the ocean front walkway. We rested for a while staring at the ocean and view before heading back to the hotel.
|Cargo ships waiting their turn to enter the Panama Canal|
On the way back we took a different route. Overall we fared pretty well except for another intersection with sidewalk under construction. We were forced to go through some dirt which turned into a really muddy sticky mess. It was red mud that stuck to Eric's chair and would not come off. Since he pushes his wheels with his (gloved) hands, it got on his hands, spread to his pants and shirt and legs. Yuck! So back at the hotel room he not only had to shower himself but also his chair. I guess we should just consider it another lesson learned about being in a wheelchair and the types of things we have to deal with. Overall I was really proud and exhausted that we had made to the ocean and back. I think Eric was just exhausted and dirty.
|Pretty church we pass every day|
|A local statue at the ocean front park|