Viajero (Traveller) In Panama
I attempt to studiously avoid the subject by focusing on the clouds, but I can’t. All I can do is to continue to ask questions that I know don’t have answers.
So I walk away from the window.
The matter of the quality of living in Panama, measured by my time living in New Zealand for the last nineteen years, is the most important to me. So I am surprised that I missed any such reference to the rubbish problem. Or did the problem end up, well, in the rubbish heap of neglect for nowhere during my research did I find any articles or videos referencing this massive problem.
So here I am with the adverse side effect of the tour I have just finished, which has sent me off in two directions: Don’t unpack the luggage and return to New Zealand? Or unpack the luggage and see where this adventure takes me?
In the end, after much deliberation, I decide in the second direction due to fact that not all of Panama is littered with rubbish. That there are areas, albeit small, where I noticed the land was free of any litter.
To clear my mind, which is an issue I routinely cross, I turn to photography. Over the years I repeatedly have discovered that photography shapes both my attention and reflection. As a result, I review the photographs I took during the tour, looking at the distinctive attributes of the images and in particular for the places where I saw that the landscape and cityscape were free of any litter.
Most of the photographs don’t meet the criteria. I am not surprised. I am deleting one after another, so that by the time all of the negative images are trashed, of which I am happy to do, I hold on to only a few photographs.