Yesterday my friend Cedo wanted to go up to her finca (farm) which is about 20 minutes south of Volcan, not far from Cuesta Piedra. I was curious to see it, so off we went. It’s a nice drive through a beautiful area, and she told me a lot about people in the area and what the farms produce – mainly dairy and cacao, and some fruit.
On the road in front of the farm are three little houses. Cedo’s son lives in one of them when he’s not in Panama City (where he spends most of his time). Another is rented to a lady from Mississippi who works from home on the computer. She’s been here about 1 1/2 years, loves it, and is trying to convince her mother to extend her visit here and not return to Mississippi. The third is rented to a lady from Spain who works for her church doing outreach and talking to people.
The farm itself has cows, chickens, and pigs and is cared for by an Indian man, his wife and three sons who live on the property.
It was a fun and interesting afternoon. I enjoyed seeing what went on at the farm, and I liked meeting the people. Cedo says she is very happy with her caretaker and his family. He has a sweet smile and a very gentle way with the animals which made me like him immediately. I only met the one little boy but he is a cute as can be, and was right there with his dad helping with the work. He told Cedo that school started this week and he likes his class, and he promised to study hard and learn a lot.
After a whole afternoon with Cedo though, all in Spanish, my brain was tired of concentrating on understanding and communicating! She helps me a lot though, and corrects me when I need it which I really appreciate. Most Panamanians are too nice and won’t say anything even when you ask. I still have a lot to learn but I’m so encouraged that I understand a lot more than I used to.