Escaping to the quiet of Boquete

With the craziness of David behind us, yet still fresh in our minds, we were all too happy to see the mountains of Boquete looming before us. Having heard and read so many good reviews of Boquete, we were excited to finally be on our way to our final destination—a place that could potentially be our future home.
There were many signs along the two-lane roadway advertising the many new developments that are continuously popping up in this growing town, as well as places to stay and places to eat.
It was pretty countryside with lots of open land interspersed by small clusters of homes. It only took us a couple of minutes to drive the entire length of Boquete’s main street, which is lined with restaurants, gas stations, grocery stores, and a number of real estate offices. Pretty much your typical small town main street, except for the hoards of Panamanians waiting at the bus stop at the town’s center, a sight we had become accustomed to.
Since we were starving, we quickly took it all in, made a u-turn, and headed back to the Mexican restaurant we saw at the beginning of town. The food was excellent and the price was fair, but the service was slow to non-existent. I felt like we could have slipped out the door without paying and no one would have been the wiser. We didn’t, of course.
Now our mission was to find a place to stay. Wes was enamored by the Boquete Garden Inn signs that we passed on the way into town, so we decided to try to find it.
Although Boquete isn’t big, just a few streets north and south of the main drag and a couple of streets heading up into the mountains, it took us a bit to locate the Inn. Unfortunately our navigation system was no help. But when we did finally find it, we knew we wanted to stay and could only hope a room was available for the night.