In any case, it turns out that to be a whole lot easier adjusting to life in Kansas City than it was to life in rural Panama. We had some lingering fears that the pace of life here would be overwhelming, that a steady stream of media and technology being force fed into every minute of every day would leave us disoriented and make our reentry a harrowing, Kafkaesque experience.
On the contrary! It turns out that cable television, the Internet and cell phones are wonderful, life-affirming tools. Even the most vapid of popular culture has provided boundless joy. I've found the Kardashians surprisingly easy to keep up with. I sure hope Kourtney and Khloe do okay in Miami!
However, lest we feel the pangs of Panama sickness tugging at our appendages, we need only take a trip downtown to the locally semi-famous "Grand Boulevard of the Americas."
Just one look at the "Stars and Rectangles" dangling majestically from a lamppost...and we're back in the thick of it: