
It's cold in NYC again - I can't count on it being warm for another 2 months, so I'm packing ONE bag and hightailing to Panama for a few days with my sis. I am insisting we hike through the jungle, jump off cliffs, docks, helicopters (hmmm, maybe?) into the the azure blue ocean, bike into town, drink ice cold Balboas at a roadside shack, maybe go see the canal... (I don't really care for this last one, but she might want to do it.)
Oh my dearie dear dear dear...give me a hammock and a drink in a coconut.