Cuba/Panama/Costa
Rica
Diane and I had an overnight flight to Miami. We were both
just getting over flu-like symptoms(or the real flu). The flight left about 1
am. We left my car at Sam and Kate’s and took Uber to the airport. We had
upgraded to first class so after we took off and the lights went off, we both
dozed off. In Miami we met the AHI representatives and were shown to our
shuttle van. We were early arrivers so instead of going directly to the ship we
were given a little tour of Miami. We headed towards downtown and went past
Marlins Baseball Field. We went to Little Havana on Calle Ocho and then to the
artist district. Here we stopped for coffee and doughnuts. After driving
through South Beach we headed for the ship terminal to check in. After checking
in we headed for the buffet line were I ran into Jimmy Simmons, a Beaumonter
who used to live across the street from me in Minglewood. He was closer in age
to Pat and he told me of some of the trouble they got into. He told me about
Keith Carter who has become a renowned photographer. He lived next door and we
called him Kippy. We went to our stateroom and rested until dinner where I ran
into Patricia Adams and her friend Joette. After dinner, Diane did some reading
while I went to a lecture on Cuban history.
The next morning, Friday, we arrived at Cuba. After a
breakfast buffet at Discoveries Café we meet on the Cabaret Deck for our tour
in Havana. The departure procedure consisted of checking out of the ship with
your stateroom key card and then go through immigration with a metal detector
screening, then we presented our passport and visa to the immigration officer.
Next was the currency exchange where we got some CUCs(pronounced cooks). We
then proceeded to the tour bus. Our first view was Moro Castle that was built
in 1589 and overlooked and protected the harbor. Our next stop was The Great
Statue of Jesus made of Italian Carrara Marble by Jima Madera. We viewed the La
Carbona, one of the largest citadels in the Americas. We stopped at the Plaza
del Revolution where Castro gave his speeches. There were two buildings there that
had the likenesses of Che and some other Cuban revolutionary. Next we went to
the Colon Cemetery where our guide gave spirited stories of Cuban
folklore. We were then dropped off
at the flea market, Almacenes San Jose and walked back to the ship. After
dinner we went to a movie about the Cuban Missile Crisis.
On our second day in Havana we took the Old Havana Heritage
tour. We walked through squares dating back to the 1700s. We saw fountains,
cathedrals and plazas. We stopped at the Melia Cohiba where they had Cuban Rum
and Cuban Cigars for us. We drank the rum and took the cigars with us. We made
our way back to the ship and settled in for the voyage to the Panama Canal.
The next day, the seas were angry my friend.( A Geroge
Kastanza line from Seinfeld). No joke, there was a rough sea and some people
were having a little trouble. Diane and I fared pretty well. This day would be
followed by another day at sea but fortunately the water was calmer.
On this day, Tuesday, I think, we would transit the Canal.
We arrived at 6 AM and went past a new bridge that was under construction. It
was still dark and the bridge and canal were lit up like Christmas. We took on
the pilots from the canal who would navigate us through. Ropes were handed off
to some guys in row boats. They used these ropes to hook up to the “mules”, the
electric cars that would pull the ship through the locks. The ship entered the
first lock and the gates(built in 1914) were closed. The lock was then filled
with water to raise the ship to the level of the next lock. This was repeated
two more times to get us to the level of Gatun Lake. Gatun Lake was formed
during the building of the canal by building a dam to hold back the Chagras
River. The lake provides 32 of the 50 miles of the canal. The dam built to form
the lake is an earthen dam and the
materials to create it came from the Culebra Cut. Once we were on the lake and
free of the mules, we traversed the lake until we came to the Culebra Cut, now
called the Gaillard Cut. Digging out the Culebra Cut was one of the most
difficult challenges of building the canal. It was subjected to many, many
slides down into the just excavated cut. The slides covered the rail tracks
used to transport the huge dredging machines. It would all have to be dug out
again and then it was often subjected to another slide. The solution was to dig
out the walls to decrease the slope of the side walls. It required the removal
of enormous amount of material. We continued on until we came to the Pedro
Miguel lock that now lowered us to a smaller lake, the Miraflores Lake. This
lake was 1.5 miles long and took us to the Miraflores Locks that lowered us
down to the level of the Pacific Ocean. We had now exited the canal after a
transit of time of 12 hours. We anchored that night in the Fuerte Amador
Harbor. It was truly an exciting day.
The next day, Wednesday, we took tender boats from the ship
to the shore. Those of us from the ship who were in the Lamar group got a very
special tour. The president of the Panama Canal, Jorge Quijano, was a graduate
of Lamar and he agreed to host us(about 40-50 of us) for the day. We were
privileged to be able to tour the brand new locks recently completed that allow
the largest container ships in the world to pass through. The construction of
these locks and their operation is a modern day engineering miracle. The gates
are double sliding gates that have a buoyancy to allow the gates to slide
across the canal. We visited the computerized control room that had the feel of
an air traffic control tower. After this private tour of the new locks, which
are not open to the public, we loaded back on the bus to travel to Mr Quijano’s
residence. As administrator of the canal, Mr Q is entitled live in the House
from Culebra Hill. This house originally built at Culebra Cut to house the
Administrator of the Canal. The first to live there was John Stevens. George
Goethals resided there after he succeeded Stevens. After the canal was
completed, the house was moved to its present location in Balboa near the
Pacific terminus of the canal. It cost nearly as much to move the house as to
build it in the first place. Since it had great historical significance, it was
well worth the expense. The governors of the Canal Zone and later the
administrators of the canal resided in the house. We were greeted at the house
by Mr. Q and treated to a fabulous luncheon and reception on the grounds of the
house. It was located atop a hill with a great view. The house was magnificent.
After we left the Culebra House we went into town(Balboa) and toured a museum
that depicted the history of the building of the Canal. We then went back to
the ship to prepare for our excursion that night to Old Panama. Panama Viejo
was founded in 1519, the first city on the Pacific coast. We were bused into
town for a performance at the Old Panama Cathedral Tower. The folkloric
performance depicted the rich history of the city and the Panamanian people. It
was then back on the bus to return to the ship, which would sail that night for
towards Costa Rica.
Thursday was a day at sea. We explored the ship. We found
the library, the computer room, hung out at the pool and ate. It seems we were
constantly eating.
On Friday, we arrived at Golfito, Costa Rica. We did not
have an excursion scheduled so we walked into town and found a taxi driver who
offered to give us a tour. We saw some beautiful sights and then suddenly the
driver stops the car and jumps out shouting”Monkeys!”. There were a bunch of
Capuchin monkeys at the side of the road. We fed them bananas and I took a lot
of pictures and videos of them eating out of Diane’s hand. We continued our
tour stopping on a hill overlooking the bay and our ship. We made it back to
the ship to have lunch with Mike and Elizabeth Petit from Beaumont. Mike
graduated from BHS the same year I graduated from Kelly. We had several mutual
friends including Curtis Comeau and Jimmy Fontenot. The morning we arrived at Golfito
we saw about 12-15 sport fishing boats heading out for a fishing tournament.
That night a reception was hosted by AHI Travel and then we had dinner at
Discoveries Restaurant with Leon and Martha Hicks our new friends from
Beaumont.
Our ship traveled overnight to Quepos, Costa Rica. We had
signed up for a white water river rafting trip on the Savegre River. We took
the tender to the dock and loaded on a bus to Santa Domingo. There we donned
life jackets, helmets and were given our paddles. Next, were the safety
instructions. We were 4 to a boat with a guide. In our raft were a couple of
guys from South Carolina. They sure talk funny! It was kind of a shallow river
with mostly mild rapids. It took about two hours and they had watermelon and
pineapple waiting for us at the end. When we got back to the dock, Diane and I
found a Sports Bar and we had a bite to eat. When we got back on the ship we
got ready for “White Night”. They had decorated the pool deck in mostly white
and we were supposed to wear white as well. They had prepared a fabulous meal,
everything from lobster to steak to salmon with all the trimmings. I had crepe
suzette for desert. There was entertainment as well. It was a fun evening.
On Sunday we were scheduled to go a beautiful white sand
island for a day of snorkeling, beach activities and lunch. When we got to the
dock, the wind was blowing so hard that the excursion had to be cancelled. We
were disappointed but made up for it by hiring an English speaking guide to
drive us around Puntarenas and show us the sight. It was a fun afternoon. The
next day we would be leaving, very early I might add. So we went to bed early.
Monday/Departure Day. We were to meet in the Casino Lounge
at 5:00 AM. We had packed the night before and had placed our luggage outside
our stateroom. They had coffee and pastries and egg burritos for us. We got on
the bus to head to the airport around 5:30. The trip to San Jose took about 2 ½
hours. The adventure was coming to a close. We had a great time, reconnected
with some old friends and made some new friends.
Hey - my comment is gone. From what I remember, it was very nice and complimentary so I don’t think the “morals” police would have taken it down. Other than that, I really don’t remember what I said. A perk of having dementia - everything old is new again because I don’t remember a darn thing. Ha!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I emailed you last week - hope you got it. Love you, Jim.
Mart