Snapshots

I am under a mosquito net on the Caribbean coast while Baby-o crashes out following a 5 hour drive to Playa Chiquita. We will head to Panamá from here to stay legal on our visas.

Listening to geckoes chirp, frogs croak, and a cacophony of insects rant as I type. All accounts say, howler monkeys will wake us at dawn.

Clarified on the drive: after describing Steve Jobs as anal (corrected to 'giving atrention to detail') we need to explain to the kids that no, anal does not mean 'big-butt-ness'

Here are glimpses of the last couple of weeks. Baby-o is deep into commandeering the camera. Can you pick out her shots?

Be well. We miss you.