The uniformed man glared sternly at me. “Look at the camera please.”
I did. Click.
“Gracias.”
That was the mug-shot done.
“Please now put your four fingers, right hand on that screen.”
Lights flashed red, amber, green as my finger prints are taken.
“Now the thumb.”
The lights flash as my thumb prints is scanned.
“The other hand, por favor señora."
I go through the same rigmarole with the other hand.
The man in the dark blue uniform flashes a big smile at me.
“Gracias señora and welcome to Panamá.”
I did. Click.
“Gracias.”
That was the mug-shot done.
“Please now put your four fingers, right hand on that screen.”
Lights flashed red, amber, green as my finger prints are taken.
“Now the thumb.”
The lights flash as my thumb prints is scanned.
“The other hand, por favor señora."
I go through the same rigmarole with the other hand.
The man in the dark blue uniform flashes a big smile at me.
“Gracias señora and welcome to Panamá.”
Panama Canal (Image Fliss Zakaszewska © 2017)
