My first bit of tourism

Going to visit Isla Taboga tomorrow. A gentle ferry ride in to the Pacific Ocean to a recently discovered gem of an island (apparently). Sailing out at 8.30 and returning at dusk. In an ideal world, I would probably live on the Island (in a house looking out towards the Panama City skyline) and commute in to work on the ferry.....well, its nice to dream anyway. During World War Two, the American Navy used to use one side of the Island for artillery practice (bless'em). Before that it was where hundreds if not thousands of Panama Canal workers were brought to a Sanitarium to recover (or not more likely) from the Yellow Fever and Malaria that thwarted the French attempt to dig the canal in the late 1800s. In the 16th and 17th Centuries, these islands were the refuge of many a British and French Bucaneer, killing, and stealing as much as they could off the Spanish crown (with a hearty hah hah!). I have a dim and distant 70s memory of a board game (god how we loved those board games) called Bucaneer, if only I still had it....