- The Border of Costa Rica & Panama 国境 -
The immigration officer thought I was entering the country to work, so I desperately tried to show that I had enough money. Well, I didn't have much.
就労目的の入国と思われ、必死で金は持ってるアピール。 まぁ、持っていなかったけど。
- Panama City パナマ・シティ -
A sudden skyscraper at the knot of continents.
大陸と大陸の結び目に、突然の摩天楼。
A day in Panama.
ある、パナマにいた日。
At the Crossroads of the World, you can walk the streets of the skyscraper in traditional clothing.
民族衣装で歩ける摩天楼が、世界の十字路。
Urban kids find sandboxes even in the narrow spaces between buildings.
都会っ子は、ビルの隙間にも砂場を見つける。
I took a short break in a train coach that was placed in the park. Come to think of it, it had been a long time since I had taken a train last time, Although it did not remind me of anything, I felt strangely calm.
公園に設置されていた車両で少し休憩。そういえば、電車に乗るのが久しぶりで、何を思い出すでも無いけれど、妙に落ち着いた。
Cutting the land, filling the sea, the human hand is surprisingly large.
陸を切ったり、海を埋めたり、人間の手は、意外にでかい。
The first night, the hotel was burglarized, and the second night, a guest returned with a knife wound. The opposite hotel had burned down in a fire a month earlier. The meaning of longevity changes a bit in this old town in Panama.
1泊目、ホテルに強盗が入った。2泊目、客がナイフ傷をつけて帰ってきた。向かいのホテルは１ヶ月前に火事で全焼していた。寿命の意味が少し変わる、パナマ旧市街。
The steam from the espresso pot, the aroma of coffee in the air, the flame of a candle flickering in the damp sea breeze, the sound of a guitar without a name, people crossing for a moment at the crossroads of the world, all that will soon be gone after a quiet night.
エスプレッソポットの湯気。漂うコーヒーの香り。湿った潮風に揺れる蝋燭の炎。曲名の無いギターの音色。世界の十字路で一瞬交差した人たち。すぐに消える全てと静かな夜。
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