Last night at midnight I was awakened by the sound of explosions. Terrified, I ran to the window to see what was blowing up. Turns out it was fireworks, at or near the casino down the street. Apparently last night was the crowning of the Carnival Queen.
Carnival here is supposed to be one of the biggest holidays / festivals of the year. It's the Panamanian equivalent of Mardi Gras. From what I gather, it begins with the selection of the queen and her attendants (apparently happening last night), then they commence with the partying until Ash Wednesday and the beginning of Lent. From what I'm hearing, it's all about parades, music, dancing, booze and for some reason getting sprayed by fire hoses.
John is not too keen on the idea of going out to celebrate Carnival this weekend. Ugh. He has no sense of adventure! He has a point though. I mean, it doesn't sound like the most child-friendly of activities. But I say, "When in Panama..." I think it would be a real shame if we don't at least go out to Via Espana (the main street, which is only a block from our hotel) this weekend to see what's going on and maybe get hit with a water balloon or two.
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