Bloggers Evening in Boquete

We had a great evening of bloggers and readers in Boquete last night! Our friend Holly invited us to her house, and her husband Scott prepared a fabulous meal. Cindy and her husband came, and so did Jerry and his wife who are visiting from the US. Of course there are pictures!

Our friends Jerry and Jennifer rode up to Boquete with us from David. Since we drove right by the waterfall on the way up, we had to stop for a moment.

The river and the waterfall are as beautiful as ever!

But, the building has deteriorated further and the roof has fallen in.

Then, it was onward to Boquete. Our friends had reservations at the Boquete Garden Inn, so we went there first to drop off luggage and get them checked in. This place is a few minutes out of town, but it’s really beautiful. There are flowers everywhere and the rooms are just lovely. I was very impressed.

The hotel is also fairly close to Holly and Scott’s house, and the hotel staff explained exactly how to find our way (in Spanish, and I understood all of it. I’m getting better!) Scott and Holly’s place is just gorgeous. As she told me, it’s a constant photo op because the light and the clouds are constantly changing. We were also lucky that the rain pretty much cleared up for the evening. Here’s just a few of my photos.

Dinner was on the terrace overlooking the banana trees, gardens, and distant mountains. What a lovely setting. Everything was delicious – appetizers, salad, a variety of entrees, good wine, and cheesecake. The company was wonderful also, and conversation flowed constantly around the table as people caught up, shared experiences, and enjoyed being with each other. What more could a person possibly want for a great evening!

The view from the dinner table.

The dinner crowd, Holly and I in front of the fireplace, Cindy and her husband in front of us, Scott in the white hat at the other end of the table, Jerry and Jennifer on the right. My husband Joel is behind the camera taking photos on his iPad.

The fire was very welcome. The Boquete folks seemed fine, but I was cold in my jeans and sweater. This is why they live there, and I live in warmer David.