A Native Tune

After soaking up three days of Panamanian city life, culture, food and vibe, it was a great experience to drive an hour out of the city (on a very rough road) to enter the Chagres National Park. This preserved area is crucial for Panamanian economy because it supplies 80 per cent of water needed for the Panama Canal to function.

Not to mention, it attracts hoards of tourists. Like us.

Mom, Dad and I piled into a motorized canoe with two other families and started gliding down the Chagres River. A small ride lead us to Lake Alajuela. Settled on a dam at this lake is the indigenous community of the Embera people.

Fellow travel junkies and The Amazing Race fans might recall this village tribe from season 19’s semi final. If you were too busy rooting for the snowboarders (like myself) and missed out on some information, here is a little bit of a background: The Embera people are originally from the Darien province neighbouring the northern border or Columbia. Due to guerrilla wars and drug trafficking, that area started becoming dangerous for the Embera families so they relocated to the Chagres River in 1975.

Not only did this new location give the Emberas a more secure home, but also gave them more accessibility to medical facilities located just an hour away in Panama City.

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

As soon as we set foot on the village land, the locals burst out into a harmonious tune with their trusted instruments: native flutes, drums and maracas. The music and singing continued in their main gazebo where they performed a beautiful song for us and the entire tribe came together to participate in a dance.

Following the singing the and dancing, we learnt more about their culture. My intermediate Spanish was basically useless because most villagers only spoke their native language; only a few of them spoke Spanish and I was pleasantly surprised to the learn that some of them were trying to pick up English as well.

The Emberas carried on their hospitality over lunch with a freshly caught fish and fried plantains (I obviously missed out on the fish but was told it was delicious).

Just like on the episode of The Amazing Race, the villagers offered to draw on us with semi-permanent dye, which is coincidentally the same substance they use to keep their hair jet black. However, we didn’t need to know our next destination: it was obviously going to be back to our hotel after this long but exciting day.

2 responses

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: