Buses are an iconic representation of Panamanian idiosyncrasy. Specifically the old buses, still called "Diablos Rojos". The name is an infamous one, since they were named that way, because of the high toll of casualties they have provided to the Panamanian society due to crazy driving and over speed. The buses are extremely uncomfortable, noisy and pollute a lot, but they are the cheapest way of moving around Panama City, so they are still used by the less fortunate.
The new Metrobus system, although far from perfect, are way more comfortable, with air conditioning, specific stops and high availability. The last one depends highly on the time of the day and the location, since there is still lacking on drivers. Maybe to low wages, but the government is taking matters into account.
Our subject for today is the Red Devils, crazy driving, but high colored, lights all around, specially colorful at night, as you may notice.
I plan to take more pictures of Diablos Rojos, since one day, they will cease to annoy with their open exhaust and nerve wrecking horning.
|Diablo Rojo at dusk|
|Diablo Rojo and Full Moon on Martin Sosa street|
|Early Morning coming out of Jungle Road|
|Colorful, but sometimes creepy graphics|
|Collectors are the singers of the routing|