Imediately, even technically before we set foot on land, the San Blas was very welcoming. A friendly Kuna man tied up out dinghies for us and welcomed us. He was just getting to his boat, no other reason but to be nice. We a
Walked to the Port Captain’s office, which was a government building for all government gaents and the military was busy renovating it. We also were greeted while at anchor by a couple military boats, really friendly waves as they drove by. I digress, the Port Captain saw our Zarpes and said, “you’re good”, and sent us to the Kuna official. There we paid $20 plus $2 per person, and we asked about a courtesy flag, but she said it wasn’t important. Dollars saved for Kuna molas or fisherman. John and Allina needed to look into getting a phone, so we motored over to the island with the town on it.
On our way over a Kuna and his wife waved us over. He was wearing a shirt from the mega yacht we worked on. Apparently Lawrence had worked on it too. He jumped into our dinghy and we towed his wife over to the island and he showed us the store. Then Lawrence provided to be an excellent translator for John and Allina. What a guy.
The Kuna are very proud and happy about their community and culture. It is obvious. The kids were playing and making faces at Jennie and I and they seemed less put off by foreigners than in Bocas. A very cool vibe.
We then headed to the Lemon Keys. We went snorkelling behind the boat and it was awesome. I saw a small lobster and fish of all shapes and sizes. The water went from 4 to 6 feet and dropped off very quickly to well over 50 ft. A remora tried to latch on to Jennie, she decided to get out of the water, and I snorkelled over the drop off to find a school of bonita tuna swimming around me. Seriously bad ass snorkelling.