Carnaval

Words cannot do any type of justice to the experience of Carnaval, and unfortunately, due to the amount of water involved, I didn't take my camera so the few pictures I have are from Andy's, which he had in a sandwich bag. Daytime consists of thousands of people packed into a few small city blocks drinking and dancing all day while being hosed down by gas trucks full of river water that have people throwing shirts, bandannas, and other crap into the crowd. This entire weekend was up there with Oktoberfest as one of the most fun experiences of my life. We made friends with everyone around us, they were calling us the giants (they were all very short) and loved that we could speak Spanish since none of them could speak English. They cheered when we caught our Popeye's (chicken) scarves. They poured beer on us, and squirted us with their squirt guns. Everyone shared their liquor with us and celebrated being alive. At the end, we had a group that wanted to cook us dinner. I was having trouble walking straight

Then everyone goes home to nap. Night time is when everyone goes out to clubs. The club we were at easily had 10,000 people at it, with thousands more lined up outside unable to get in. And since it is a huge Panamanian national holiday, they keep drinks cheap so everyone can afford it. Drinks were $1. Bottles of rum were $16. We went through a few bottles