Funny – just last weekend, a fellow strung a hammock between two palm trees outside my apartment. The impulse to laze away an afternoon in the sun, swinging in the breeze, isn’t Panamanian or American, it’s human!
We spent a weekend in Chame several years ago, hammocks and sea breezes everywhere. I tried to suppress the engineer in me while relaxing but my thoughts kept going to designs for a windmill that would rock the hammock so I wouldn’t need to do it. Talk about lazy!