This is a model of the dredge boats designed for the building of the Canal.

The lock house with gates closed.

This is a simulation of being on the bridge of a ship as it goes through the locks.

 

Inches from disaster (for the briefest of moments).

On the way from the Locks back to our hotel, in heavy traffic, our driver decided to take the "fast lane" (the shoulder on the far right). We were in a long line of cars going about 45/50 mph with two rows of traffic at a dead stop to our left.

Out of the line of stopped cars zipped a little black Sentra right at as. As I looked at Kimberly (we were in the back seat of a Sentra taxi, she on the driver's side) I saw the black car's hood disappear below her window - inches from her door.

In an instant, our taxi driver hit a turn hard, spun a little, slipped it down into second gear and drove from the grass near the shoulder, back to the shoulder all in one quick move. And never said a word. Neither did we till we got to our hotel. We tipped him big and said "Muchas Gracias."

Looking good at the Locks just before our "near accident."