On Tuesday, the boys and I decided to go on a trek outside of town, passed the numerous coffee plantations, far from Volcan Baru (the tallest volcano in Panama) and all the way to the Cascada Quetzal.
With fresh empanadas in hand, we sat to admire it's beauty (and rainbows).
But I'd be lying if I said I expected something a bit more majestic.
Oh well. It was still a gorgeous hike, great exercise, and gave us the perfect reason to visit this little place afterwards.
We enjoyed multiple cups of all natural, strawberry "ice cream."
It was probably the best I'd ever had. And oh so ridiculously refreshing.