It took less than five hours to fly directly from New York to Panama. When I got off the plane, a heat wave hit my face, which was super humid and hot. Take a taxi to the city center, chat with the driver and ask him to recommend local delicacies, but I can't tell. He said that the pressure in big cities is too high, and he generally does not go out to eat. When he arrived at the sofa owner's house, he couldn't say any local specialties. Hey, just take it slow...