I arrived in Panama City at 10:45pm 9 January 2001.
Carlos picked me up at the airport and we went to his mother's house.
She prepared a meal of plantains, tripe and rice.
Now that may not sound to good, but it really hit the spot.
I have been to Central America before and really enjoyed the food, which is strange because when I try to cook it in Texas it doesn't taste so good.
Carlos recruited a friend of his, Carina to help us get to the airport so we put all of our gear into her car and then went to bed.
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