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Grilled corvina with
Panamanian Sauce,
Karimar Restaurant in Veracruz. |
This I am not very proud of. Panama is a city that has, over several years, robbed its dwellers of what used to be magnificent beaches. There used to be a coastline here, were mangrove and sand cohabited harmonically and danced against the background music of an exuberant, yet elegant natural environment. Now we have buildings, coastal roads, fences, artificial peninsulas and islands, even highways, which steal the sunrise of that magical point where the sun kisses the infinity of the ocean. Gladly, the town of Veracruz is only minutes away. I often like to come to this place, whether by myself or with good company. It is at one time isolated and connected, rustic and strangely urban, peaceful and busy. Here, you can still walk on the sand, touch the horizon, dance with the tide.
