Following some bad advice from Moon's Panama handbook, which said we might enjoy the lively shops, we found ourselves walking on the crumbling sidewalks near the "Meat Market " area.
Just as some men began to follow us, a Tourist Police Sentra pulled up with four large Tourist Policemen stuffed into it. The driver signaled us to stop and one Officer jumped out. In broken English, he explained this was a very bad neighborhood and that he was the Tourist Police.
The local boys who were following us, now walked past us and yelled at the Tourist Poilce but moved on. Then the second officer in the back seat got out of the tiny Tourist Police car.
Our officer tried to explain how common it was to have someone rip off our back packs and run with them. He repeated the warning to Kimberly and I several times. We got it. We were in a bad area. He flagged down an oncoming taxi, but the driver waived him off and sped past us on the narrow street. Frustrated, the Officer again flagged down a taxi which did not even slow.
The driver of the Tourist Police Sentra pulled his car forward a little to slow the next car. It was a taxi with a passenger and the driver waived off theTourist Cop, but our officer stepped infront of the taxi and it stopped. He then told the driver he had no choice, but to take us.
Our Officer hustled us in and we were off. Up the hill, back to the "Casco Viejo" area. Wev'e been to Cairo, Narobi, Mexico City and Los Angeles and have never needed to be saved by the Tourist Police.
Were we "inches" from getting mugged? That Tourist Cop sure thought so.
This is an abondoned house just outside the "Casco Viejo" area. |