The air was still so it was very humid even in the very early morning. I peeled the sheets off and grabbed my camera to get some shots before the little town of Bocas del Toros woke up. It was so peaceful and quiet. I could see why Manuel Noriega proclaimed this area as a national park so he could retire here. It didn't work out that way but I could certainly see why he tried. It was a quaint little town but now it has been developed so I have no idea how paradise changed.