Villa Marina Retreat
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- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
- Non-smoking rooms
- Swimming pool
- High-speed internet in room
- Non-smoking hotel
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... that's what we've been doing in the tiny, sleepy fishing town on Panama's Azuro Peninsula. The book is called Come Talk With Me: Developing the Skill of Communicating with God, by Buddy Westbrook. Please remember us in your prayers as we work through the book. We view this not just as an opportunity for growth, but to move on to the next level of maturity in our faiths. ...
... are new roads everywhere – the tarmac still dark and black, the white lines pristine. But it seems the boom may have already turned to bust – it is quiet here, very quiet. Many of the hotels are for sale, the building lots are empty – the banks have already re-possessed many of the new developments. An American lady we met who lives here on one of the gated communities told us that ...
... in Panama everything shuts down by 6pm, at which point people go into their homes and stay there. Its nice and relaxing to study or read quietly for a few hours after a long hot day of preaching, but one hour turns into two, turns into five, turns into more and suddenly it isn't so relaxing anymore.
I'm open to suggestions if you have ever served in similar circumstances, what did you do to keep occupied?
... in the western sky.
Later two women walked by about the time I was texting Tom about having beers on Friday after I return to Seattle. One of the women was a curvaceous blonde in a bright blue bikini. I got the idea to take her picture and text it to Tom. I walk up to her and tell her that she reminds me a lot of a friend of mine (a bold face lie) and that I would like to take her picture and send it to my friend. The curvaceous blonde is much younger than I thought she ...
... as well as fish that camouflaged perfectly with the rocks, hiding under rocks or pretending to be one when they were frightened. Marcia, Rick, and I ventured out together, finding a sort of "hole". Here there were so many fish feeding (and ********) and cruising around. It was awesome. In the hours we were there, I went out four times, each time mesmerized by the waters, teeming with life.
Around 3 in the afternoon, we packed up, deciding to head back as ...