Our last port in Panama was Isla Pinos where we spent two nights. It is a very traditional village where no English is spoken and very little Spanish. However, we did manage to communicate with one man who came out to sell us a fish and collect the anchoring fee.
The next morning we went into the village to try to get some groceries, but very little was available. While our friend ran to get our six beers and six sodas, we sat in the shade of the building at the "X" and enjoyed the view above.
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