This is my city.  As a young boy I was delighted to find David, Panama on a globe of the world.  I had a minor delay at the border.  I missed seeing the line to get an exit stamp for departing Costa Rica.  I went first to Panama, figuring “what do they care if Costa Rica let me exit unstamped?”  The Panama official was very polite and said “There is a problem with your passport.”  He sent me back to Costa Rica to get the exit stamp.  David got to David early and met a retired American in the central square.  He directed me to the best bike shop in town.  They do not carry my size inner tube.  At my hotel I met Tom Scobie,  a Canadian my age who’s lived in Panama for ten years.  We went out to eat and I learned much about the country.

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