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Expat Life In Casco Viejo, Panama

Panama At Her Most Romantic

On one of my first visits to Panama, maybe 15 years ago, a longtime friend who was living in Panama City at the time invited me to take a drive with him.

“I’m going to show you the best this city has to offer,” he promised.

We drove down Avenida Balboa, beyond the central zone of the modern city, turned left, and passed a brightly painted Chinese-style arch that seemed very much out of place in this Latino barrio.

But what lay beyond the Asian arch was perhaps more surprising: A treasure trove of historic structures left behind by the Spanish, the French, and the Americans who’d hung their hats in this part of the world over the preceding few centuries.

Like the arch, everything in this zone was crumbling, peeling, cracking, and fading. The gutters were thick with litter, and small barefooted children ran back and forth across the narrow brick-paved roadways in all directions. From the open windows, Latin music blared. In the open doorways, women lounged and rocked, chatting and tending to their near-naked babies. Some buildings couldn’t quite be described using that word. They were more piles of rubble than actual structures…

But if you looked beyond the litter and the rubber, behind the crumbling plaster and the peeling paint…you saw something very special, something that exists in only a handful of places around the world: Block after block of classic colonial-style buildings with shuttered windows, balconies on every level overlooking the street, ornate iron work and turned wood, and facades of the kind you see more often in the pages of coffee-table books than you do in real life.

This was the Casco Viejo my friend introduced me to years ago. As soon as we’d turned the corner past the Chinese arch and into the barrio, I urged him to find a place to park so we could get out and have a closer look. I wandered up and down the streets that day with delight. I like old buildings the way some women like new shoes. For me, this was better than a shopping spree on Fifth Avenue.

The better I got to know Casco Viejo, or the “Casco,” as locals refer to it, over the years, the more infatuated I became. This region of Panama City is quite separate from the rest of the capital, out on a small peninsula in the Bay of Panama. Almost any street in the Casco eventually leads to the sea.

And all these centuries-old roadways paved with brick take you past glorious colonial structures, running to and from a well-laid-out series of plazas, each with its own church. Casco Viejo boasts eight historic churches in all, including Iglesia Felipe Neri, the oldest in the city, dating to 1688.

This is one part of Panama City built for walking, which is something else I appreciate about it. This ancient quarter is laid out like a classic European city, on a grid around those welcoming plazas with their shady trees.

Back then, on my first visit, it took considerable imagination to see the potential beneath the grime and the garbage. Most of the one-, two-, and three-hundred-year-old buildings were, at the time, crowded with a dozen or more inhabitants each, some legal, most not, some paying a pittance in rent thanks to a scheme something like rent control in central Manhattan. Many of the Casco’s occupants at the time, though, were squatters, meaning that, before the buildings of this historic zone could be rejuvenated, its population had to be moved out.

Fast forward to today, 15 years later, and the squatters are mostly gone, some moved to affordable housing provided by the Panama government. A good number of the old houses have been rehabbed, in most cases with tender loving care and attention to original detail, some converted to private homes, others to apartments, office buildings, art galleries, shops…

Today there are restaurants with sidewalk tables, open-air cafes on the corners, and trendy bars with live music. Today, the Casco is increasingly the place to go on a Friday or a Saturday night if you’re young and looking for fun.

That said, if you didn’t see Casco Viejo years ago, and you see it today for the first time, you might wonder what I’m on about. Trendy? Romantic? Charming? “This place is little better than a ghetto!” one reader wrote to me after seeing it himself for the first time last year…

The gutters are still strewn with litter (though nothing like all those years ago). Children still run barefooted in all directions. Women still lounge in the open doorways gossiping with their neighbors and nursing their newborns. The stray dogs are here and the blaring boomboxes, all the elements of a real barrio.

This is a neighborhood in transition, and many in the Casco are keen not only to renovate the old colonial structures to their original glory, but to do so while preserving the cozy Panamanian community that has existed for decades among them.

The Casco is, for me, both the most colorful, historic, and romantic section of Panama City and, as well, the most authentically Panamanian. People typically love it or hate it. You should come have a look and make up your own mind.

Kathleen Peddicord

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