When Jeff and I decided to ditch our Air BNB with the cage-like windows for a more permanent apartment it was slim picking. A three-month lease on a furnished apartment isn’t easy to come by in Panama City. By law, Air BNB stays can’t be for longer than 45 days, Most furnished apartments want at least a six-month lease which was longer than we wanted to commit to.
We found a great realtor through a Facebook ex-pat group that not only had several apartments for us to choose from but also spoke perfect English.
When he showed us an apartment in a fancy high rise building we fell in love with the view and signed a three-month lease.
The lease was in Spanish, so as Jeff signed every page Rueben translated. We either signed a three-month lease or accidentally bought a Panamanian zoo.
The apartment is great except for one little thing. The bathroom is missing actual walls. The bathroom is in the bedroom, like IN the bedroom.
The bathroom situation is weird, but when we found out there was a bar on the top floor of the building with two for one happy hour. We decided “Who needs privacy.”
We’ve settled into our apartment without bathroom walls pretty well. It’s really high up which means getting over a small fear of heights.
I’ve made up an elaborate water aerobics routine for the pool. Jeff moves to the other side of the pool area and pretends he doesn’t know me when I do it.
We have a washer/dryer combination that we can’t figure out. Our clothes seem to get locked in at the end and just cook.
We are settling into a good routine.
Jeff is set up at his desk and back to work.
Here’s what I do when Jeff is working.
This is what I’m really doing, trying to find remote work I can do from out here. So far I haven’t found anything, but I’m sure there must be something I can do.
We’ve sort of figured out grocery shopping.
We even bought this fancy shopping bag cart.
And have been trying new foods, and also some old standbys.
There’s that saying, “People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.”
We’ve adopted it to, “People who live with glass bathrooms, shouldn’t leave the bedroom door open when they have to pee.
Thanks for the update. Sounds like a great adventure. So you are not at the hotel apartment? How in the world did you ever find an English speaking realtor? So glad you did. Your apartment looks great especially the view and pool.
It is the same apartment. There is the apartment side and then it is attached to the hotel side. So we are on the highrise apartment side. Finding the realtor was surprisingly easy. We are in a Facebook expat group that gives all kinds of recommendations.
Looks like fun! So glad you are settling in.
Now if I could only be outside for more than 5 minutes without heatstroke. 🙂
Laughing till I’m crying!!!!
You are the best.
….and you must need to follow the high altitude rules to bake in that apartment!
Ha. I looked it up thinking we must be as high as a mountain. More like a very large hill 638 feet.
That is just beautiful. What a fantastic view.
And you did bring the iron after all!!
The apartment came with the iron. I feel like I can just hang something outside and it will probably become wrinkle-free.
So great to read your adventures!
Thanks for reading Lori! 🙂
I got that tingly feeling looking at your balcony. Buy a coloring book and cover the glass walls with your “artwork” haha! The place looks great!
I did think of that, or a shower curtain.
I am dyin’ here in Maine, again!
What an adventure…and, I thought you were very brave to step out on the balcony. I’d have made a different choice.
You know, the temperature gets cooler as you gain elevation.
I have to make sure I’m not holding anything in my hands when I get close to the edge. I’m too clumsy to hold a coffee cup anywhere near the railing.
Guessing the time limit must be specific to Panama for Airbnb, not the same for the places we are visiting…. good tip tho…. so loving the pics and updates! Obrigada!!
One other thing , awesome selfie….I suck at selfies and pretty sure Scott’s arms are as long as Jeff’s, so what are we doing wrong?
The time limit is a Panama law. Jeff will not let me buy a selfie stick, so he has extra incentive to do a good job. Just threaten Scott with buying a selfie stick.
You look so cute in that ironing picture!