Paradise Lost

Sitting in a beach cabana on the Pacific at a location I choose not to name. This beach is amazing… 22 km long, water the temp of a warm bath, less than 30 people on the beach today, sparsely developed, in a word heavenly! Which explains why I decline to mention it’s name. Wonderful places are becoming more and more scarce.
We have been looking for land near Volcan Baru. Boquete is a wonderful place but was “discovered” by the expat European and American community at least 10 years ago. They came because of the cool temps, wonderful views, quaint local Indians, coffee plantations and excellent retirement benefits in Panama. They like it so much they are buying up coffee land and building gated communities or huge fenced in homes. They love it so much a group of them meets regularly to discuss what they would like to change in the community… it may be paradise but why not make it a bit more like Ohio or Denmark? A friend of mine from Brooklyn chased them out of his Pizzeria when he heard what they were discussing!
What is the allure of making paradise a bit more like home? I wish I knew. Wouldn’t it be more convenient simply to play photos of paradise across your 65” flat screen TV? You’d still have Budweiser and MGD instead of settling for Atlas or Balboa. No pesky Panamanian drivers to deal with and no need to speak poor Spanish. Please consider this option. That way I can continue visiting my beach paradise uninterrupted.