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Written by Matt Landau
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Saturday, 30 May 2009 |
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Many of its advocates including us here at Los Cuatro Tulipanes like to point out Casco Viejo's niche in the Panama scene. It's not overrun by sky scrapers, its not hyped as being ultra-modern, it wasn't the center of the nation's real estate boom. However, in differentiating Casco Viejo from the rest of Panama, we often overlook some of the similarities that inherently bind the two together. Perhaps the best example I can think of is the general theme of rapid development and an accompanying forgetting of what really makes an investment/tourism destination tick.
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Written by Matt Landau
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Friday, 29 May 2009 |
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From the moment I was able to envision my adulthood, I wanted desperately to be an oncologist. My friend Jenny was telling me this with a straight face with strips of corned beef falling from her mouth. "I'm sorry," I said, handing her a napkin. "Could you repeat that?"
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Written by Matt Landau
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Tuesday, 26 May 2009 |
 Cartagena, Colombia |
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Written by Matt Landau
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Wednesday, 29 April 2009 |
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I recently took a trip to Cartagena, one of Colombia's most notable cities and home to a spectacular historic district, similar to what many predict Casco Viejo may look like in a number of years. Besides being a great vacation with stellar weather (and only a 45 minute flight from Panama City), Cartagena offered me something of a model by which to consider Casco Viejo: a lens or gold standard through which we can learn from and improve the neighborhood we are evolving today.
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Written by Matt Landau
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Monday, 06 April 2009 |
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Before Keenan moved to Casco Viejo, he bought an expensive language learning kit called the Rosetta Stone which forces its students to speak Spanish without the use of grammar drills or translation, a learning method analogous to throwing an infant from a helicopter into the Caspian Sea. In theory, the immersion system is a meat and potatoes, no-frills way of getting to the heart of matter, avoiding the extraneous and technical fluff. But what the men and women on the tapes forget to mention is that, until you're semi-proficient at speaking their language, you're lost like tears in rain.
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